Hans Andersen's Fairy Tales

by Hans Christian Andersen

There was once a shilling.

The Castle of Otranto

by Horace Walpole

Kim

by Rudyard Kipling

He sat, in defiance of municipal orders, astride the gun Zam-Zammah on her brick platform opposite the old Ajaib-Gher-th...

The Riddle of the Sands

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...

The House of Seven Gables Readalong

by Nathaniel Hawthorne

HALFWAY DOWN A bystreet of one of our New England towns stands a rusty wooden house, with seven acutely peaked gables, f...

Leaves of Grass

by Walt Whitman

HEAVE the anchor short!

Wuthering Heights

by Emily Brontë

1801 - I have just returned from a visit to my landlord - the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with.

Gitanjali (song offerings)

by Rabindranath Tagore, Marie Luise Gothein

Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure.

The Princess and the Goblin

by George MacDonald

THERE was once a little princess who-"But, Mr. Author, why you always write about princess?"

The Secret Garden

by Frances Hodgson Burnett

Near everyone agreed Mary Lennox was a most disagreeable child.

La Poetica

by Aristotle

THE science which has to do with nature clearly concerns itself for the most part with bodies and magnitudes and their p...

The Grapes of Wrath

by John Steinbeck

To the red country and part of the gray country of Oklahoma, the last rains came gently, and they did not cut the scarre...

The Secret Adversary

by Agatha Christie

"Tommy, old thing!" "Tuppence, old bean!" The two young people greeted each other affectionately, and momentarily blocke...

Five Children and It

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...

The Thirty-Nine Steps

by John Buchan

I RETURNED from the City about three o'clock on that May afternoon pretty well disgusted with life.

Dubliners

by James Joyce

THERE WAS no hope for him tins time: it was the third stroke.

Candide

by Voltaire

Chapitre I. Comment candide fut élevé dans un beau château, et comment il fut chassé d'icelui. Il y avait en Vestp...

The Last of the Mohicans

by James Fenimore Cooper

IT WAS a feature peculiar to the colonial wars of North America, that the toils and dangers of the wilderness were to be...

The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas

by John Boyne

The Happy Prince and other tales

by Oscar Wilde

High above the city, on a tall column, stood the statue of the Happy Prince.