Found 3,804 results for "Boys, juvenile literature"
by Louisa May Alcott, Success Oceo
If anyone had told me what wonderful changes were to take place here in ten years, I wouldn't have believed it,' said Mr...
by Nathaniel Hawthorne
Há bastante tempo, o autor tem a opinião de que muitos dos mitos clássicos poderiam se tornar uma excelente leitura para...
by C. S. Lewis
THIS IS THE STORY OF AN ADVENTURE that happened in Narnia and Calormen and the lands between, in the Golden Age when Pet...
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 Charles Dickens
Among other public buildings in a certain town which for many reasons it will be prudent to refrain from mentioning, and...
by Louisa May Alcott
"CHRISTMAS won't be Christmas without any presents," grumbled Jo, lying on the rug.
by Roald Dahl
My father, Harald Dahl, was a Norwegian who came from a small down near Oslo, called Sarpsborg.
by Philip Pullman
Lyra and her daemon moved through the darkening hall, taking care to keep to one side, out of sight of the kitchen.
by William Wordsworth
Of the Poems in this class, 'THE EVENING WALK' and 'DESCRIPTIVE SKETCHES' were first published in 1793.
by Carlo Collodi
How it happened that Mr Cherry, the carpenter, found a piece of wood that laughed and cried like a child
by Charles Perrault
ONCE UPON A TIME there lived a king and queen who were grieved, more grieved than words can tell, because they had no ch...
by Felix Salten
He came into the world in the middle of the thicket, in one of those little, hidden forest glades which seem to be entir...
by J. K. Rowling
Mr and Mrs Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much...
by Edgar Rice Burroughs
I HAD this story from one who had no business to tell it to to me, or to any other.
by Sir Walter Scott
In that pleasant district of merry England which is watered by the river Don, there extended in ancient times a large fo...
by Mark Twain
Well, it was the next spring after me and Tom Sawyer set our old nigger Jim free, the time he was chained up for a runaw...