If the stalk of corn were short (I answered), I should cut down close, to secure a sufficient length of straw to be of use. But if the stalk be tall, you would do right, I hold, to cut it half-way down, whereby the thresher and the winnower will be saved some extra labour (which both may well be spared).[4] The stalk left standing in the field, when burnt down (as burnt it will be, I presume), will help to benefit the soil;[5] and laid on as manure, will serve to swell the volume of manure.[6]英文原著 · 《The Economist》
The young Baron von Stalkenberg was at liberty to marry; the three Counts von Stalkenberg were not--unless they could pick up a wife with enough money to keep herself and her husband. In this creed they had been brought up. It was a perfectly understood creed, and not rebelled against.英文原著 · 《East Lynne》
He found the rumor touching her fortune to be correct, and from that time was seldom apart from the Crosbys. They were as pleased to have his society as he was to be in theirs, for was he not the Count von Stalkenberg? And the other visitors at Stalkenberg looking on with envy, would have given their ears to be honored with a like intimacy.英文原著 · 《East Lynne》
The little Jackals danced on ahead, and the Lion stalked behind. They led him to a place where there was a round, deep well of clear water. They went round on one side of it, and the Lion stalked up to the other.英文原著 · 《How To Tell Stories To Children》
He looked on one, and yet he seemed to look on all at once. "Be silent," he growled. "Let each man be silent as a dead man."
And he sat forward, seeing all, seeing none, with his mouth drooping open, and such a wildness and bristle lowering from that great glum brow that the champions shivered as though already in the chill of death, and were silent. He rose and stalked to the tent-door. "Where to, O Fionn?" said a champion humbly. "To the hill-top," said Fionn, and he stalked on. They followed him, whispering among themselves, keeping their eyes on the ground as they climbed.英文原著 · 《Irish Fairy Tales》
The Cathedral is a torch, and the houses next to it begin to scorch. The bohemian glass on the `etagere' is no longer there. A stalk of flame sways against the red damask curtains. The old lady cannot walk. She watches the creeping stalk and counts. -- Boom! -- Boom!英文原著 · 《Men, Women and Ghosts》