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by William Makepeace Thackeray
WHILE the present century was in its teens, and on one sunshiny morning in June, there drove up to the great iron gate o...
by Frances Hodgson Burnett
Once on a dark winter's day, when the yellow fog hung so thick and heavy in the streets of London that the lamps were li...
by William Wordsworth
Of the Poems in this class, 'THE EVENING WALK' and 'DESCRIPTIVE SKETCHES' were first published in 1793.
by Erskine Childers
I HAVE read of men who, when forced by their calling to live for long periods in utter solitude-save for a few black fac...
by Evelyn Waugh
When I reached 'C' Company lines, which were at the top of the hill, I paused and looked back at the camp, just coming i...
by Charles Dickens
THE first ray of light which illumines the gloom, and converts into a dazzling brilliancy that obscurity in which the ea...
by William Shakespeare
If you shall chance (Camillo) to visit Bohemia, on the like occasion whereon my services are now on-foot, you shall see ...
by William Shakespeare
THIS play, indisputably one of the earliest complete productions of Shakespeare's mind, was first printed in the folio o...
by Mark Twain
My brother had just been appointed Secretary of Nevada Territory-an office of such majesty that is concentrated in itsel...
by Carl von Clausewitz
Despite its comprehensiveness, systematic approach, and precise style, On War is not a finished work.
by Edith Nesbit
The house was three miles from the station, but before the dusty hired fly had rattled along for five minutes the childr...
by John Buchan
I RETURNED from the City about three o'clock on that May afternoon pretty well disgusted with life.
by Arthur Conan Doyle
Sherlock Holmes took his bottle from the corner of the mantelpiece, and his hypodermic syringe from its neat morocco cas...
by Όμηρος
TELL ME, O MUSE, of that ingenious hero who travelled far and wide after he had sacked the famous town of Troy.
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 George Eliot, Jessica Hische
MISS BROOKE had that kind of beauty which seems to be thrown into relief by poor dress.
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...