Peter Allen Clarke

by Tom Owen

Dracula

by Bram Stoker

3 May. Bistritz. - Left Munich at 8:35 P.M., on 1st May, arriving at Vienna early next morning; should have arrived at...

Les Trois Mousquetaires

by Alexandre Dumas, Auguste Maquet

Le pre­mier lun­di du mois d’avril 1625, le bourg de Meung, où na­quit l’au­teur du Ro­man de la Rose, sem­blait être da...

Ἰλιάς

by Όμηρος

AN ANGRY MAN-THERE IS MY STORY: THE BITTER RANcour of Achilles, prince of the house of Peleus, which brought a thousand ...

Winter's Tale

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 ...

Aeneis

by Publius Vergilius Maro

Arms I sing-and a man,

Metamorphoses

by Ovid

The classics were the raw material of the English Renaissance; to write in the sixteenth century meant to engage in dial...

O Alquimista

by Paulo Coelho

El muchacho se llamaba Santiago.

The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym

by Edgar Allan Poe

Me llamo Arthur Gordon Pym.

Cyrano de Bergerac

by Edmond Rostand

We are in Paris in 1640, the era of Dumas's Three Musketeers.

Works [37 plays, 6 poems, sonnets]

by William Shakespeare

THIS play, indisputably one of the earliest complete productions of Shakespeare's mind, was first printed in the folio o...

The Fall of the House of Usher

by Edgar Allan Poe

Julius Caesar

by William Shakespeare

FLAVIUS Hence! Home, you idle creatures, get you home.

King Solomon's Mines

by H. Rider Haggard

It is a curious thing that at my age-fifty-five last birthday-I should find myself taking up a pen to try and write a hi...

James and the Giant Peach

by Roald Dahl

My father's troops wait on their horses just outside our front door.

Ὀδύσσεια

by Όμηρος

TELL ME, O MUSE, of that ingenious hero who travelled far and wide after he had sacked the famous town of Troy.

Lives

by Plutarch

IT is no great wonder if in long process of time, while fortune takes her course hither and thither, numerous coincidenc...

Οἰδίπους Τύραννος (Oidípous Týrannos)

by Sophocles

OEDIPE. - Enfants, jeune lignee de notre vieux Cadmos, que faites-vous la ainsi a genoux, pieusement pares de rameaux su...

Faust

by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

[FAUST, lying among grass and flowers, exhausted and restless, trying to sleep.]

Leaves of Grass

by Walt Whitman

HEAVE the anchor short!