Colloquia

by Desiderius Erasmus

The Crucible

by Arthur Miller

In 1692 nineteen men and women and two dogs were convicted and hanged for witchcraft in a small village in eastern Massa...

John Barleycorn

by Jack London

IT all came to me one election day.

Poems

by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Thy dewy looks sink in my breast;

Dei delitte e delle pene

by Cesare Beccaria

Cesare Beccaria (1738-1794) is known almost exclusively as the author of On Crimes and Punishments, a short book on crim...

De civitate Dei

by Augustine of Hippo

One of the great cornerstones in the history of Christian philosophy, The City of God provides an insightful interpretat...

Washington Square

by Henry James

DURING A portion of the first half of the present century, and more particularly during the latter part of it, there flo...

The works of Horace

by Horace

Moriæ Encomium

by Desiderius Erasmus

HOW SLIGHTLY SOEVER I am esteemed in the common vogue of the world (for I well know how disingenuously Folly is decried,...

Beggar's opera

by John Gay

I Malavoglia

by Giovanni Verga

ONCE the Malavoglia were as numerous as the stones on the old road to Trezza; there were some even at Ognino and at Aci ...

De bello judaico

by Flavius Josephus

THE war of the Jews against the Romans was the greatest of our time; greater too, perhaps, than any recorded struggle wh...

Antigone

by Sophocles

Ismene, sister of my blood and heart, See’st thou how Zeus would in our lives fulfil The weird of Oedipus, a world of ...

Musicophilia

by Oliver Sacks

Ramona Forever

by Beverly Cleary

"Guess what?" Ramona Quimby asked one Friday evening when her Aunt Beatrice dropped by to show off her new ski clothes a...

La dame aux camélias [novel]

by Alexandre Dumas fils

IN my opinion, it is impossible to create characters until one has spent a long time studying men, as it is impossible t...

The ghost

by Arnold Bennett

Little Fuzzy

by H. Beam Piper

Jack Holloway stellte fest, daß die orangerote Sonne ihn blendete.

De architectura

by Vitruvius Pollio

Carmen

by Georges Bizet, Henri Meilhac

I HAD always suspected that the geographers were talking nonsense when they located the site of the Battle of Munda in t...