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by Lucy Maud Montgomery
'Harvest is ended and summer is gone,' quoted Anne Shirley, gazing across the shorn fields dreamily.
by Jane Austen
Jane Austen was born on December 16, 1775, in the year before the American Declaration of Independence, and she died on ...
by Фёдор Михайлович Достоевский
AT around nine in the morning towards the end of a thawing November, the Warsaw train was approaching Petersburg at full...
by Фёдор Михайлович Достоевский
Alexei Fyodorovich Karamazov was the third son of Fyodor Pavlovich Karamazov, a landowner in our district who became a c...
by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
[FAUST, lying among grass and flowers, exhausted and restless, trying to sleep.]
by Nathaniel Hawthorne
A THRONG of bearded men, in sad-colored garments and gray, steeple-crowned hats intermixed with women, some wearing hood...
by Frances Hodgson Burnett
Near everyone agreed Mary Lennox was a most disagreeable child.
by John Buchan
I RETURNED from the City about three o'clock on that May afternoon pretty well disgusted with life.
by Robert Louis Stevenson
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY, Doctor Livesey, and the rest of these gentlemen having asked me to write down the whole particulars ab...
by L. Frank Baum
OROTHY lived in the midst of the great Kansas prairies, with Uncle Henry, who was a farmer, and Aunt Em, who was the far...
by Augustine of Hippo
Great are you, O Lord, and exceedingly worthy of praise, your power is immense, and your wisdom beyond reckoning.
by William Shakespeare
1.1 King Lear, intending to divide his power and kingdom among his three daughters, demands public professions of their ...
by Lewis Carroll
Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice s...
by Emily Brontë
1801 - I have just returned from a visit to my landlord - the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with.
by Daniel Defoe, J. J. Grandville
I was born in the year 1632 in the city of York, of a good family, though not of that country, my father being a foreign...
by Robert Burns
MY loved, my honoured, much respected friend!
by Henry James
STRETHER'S FIRST question, when he reached the hotel, was about his friend; yet on his learning that Waymarsh was appare...