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by Geoffrey Chaucer, John E. Cunningham
Whan that April with his showres soote
by Edwin Abbott Abbott
I CALL our world Flatland, not because we call it so, but to make its nature clearer to you, my happy readers, who are p...
by Charlotte Brontë
My godmother lived in a handsome house in the clean and ancient town of Bretton.
by Victor Hugo
Three hundred and forty-eight years, six months, and nineteen days ago, the good people of Paris awoke to the sound of a...
by Church of England, J. A. Maurault
Where at the Death of our late Sovereign Lord King Edward the Sixth, there remained one uniform order of Common Service,...
by Gilbert Keith Chesterton
Between the silver ribbon of morning and the green glittering ribbon of sea, the boat touched Harwich and let loose a sw...
by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
[FAUST, lying among grass and flowers, exhausted and restless, trying to sleep.]
by Wu Cheng'en, Eleanor Hazard
Amid the Three Islands Sun Wu-k'ung seeks a cure; With sweet dew Kuan-shih-yin revives a tree.
by H. G. Wells
THE stranger came early in February, one wintry day, through a biting wind and a driving snow, the last snowfall of the ...
by William Shakespeare
THIS play, indisputably one of the earliest complete productions of Shakespeare's mind, was first printed in the folio o...
by William Shakespeare
Late in 1621 or early in 1622 two men brought to the son of a somewhat disreputable printer an idea that was to change t...
by William Shakespeare
[Enter two Sentinels first, Francisco, who paces up and down at his post; then Bernardo, who approaches him.]
by Stephen King
The terror, which would not end for another twenty-eight years-if it ever did end-began, so far as I know or can tell, w...
by E. A. Wallis Budge, David Lorimer
The Recensions of the great body of religious compositions, which were drawn up for the use of dead kings, nobles, pries...
by Colleen McCullough, Colleen McCullough
On December 8th, 1915, Meggie Cleary had her fourth birthday.
by William Peter Blatty
The blaze of sun wrung pops of sweat from the old man's brow, yet he cupped his hands around the glass of hot sweet tea ...