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by Nathaniel Hawthorne
THE evening before my departure for Blithedale, I was returning to my bachelor apartments, after attending the wonderful...
by Edwin Abbott Abbott
I CALL our world Flatland, not because we call it so, but to make its nature clearer to you, my happy readers, who are p...
by George MacDonald
Certa manhã, despertei com a usual perplexidade da mente que acompanha o retorno à consciência.
by George MacDonald
I had just finished my studies at Oxford, and was taking a brief holiday from work before assuming definitely the manage...
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 Wilkie Collins
In the first part of Robinson Crusoe, at page one hundred and twenty-nine, you will find it thus written: ;Now I saw, th...
by H. G. Wells
THE stranger came early in February, one wintry day, through a biting wind and a driving snow, the last snowfall of the ...
by Alexandre Dumas
SINCE Aramis's singular transformation into a confessor of the order, Baisemeaux was no longer the same man.
by Jorge Luis Borges
Debo a la conjuncion de un espejo y de una enciclopedia el descubrimiento de Uqbar.
by Nathaniel Hawthorne
A THRONG of bearded men, in sad-colored garments and gray, steeple-crowned hats intermixed with women, some wearing hood...
by H. G. Wells
H. G. Wells was an astonishingly versatile and prolific writer.
by Lucy Maud Montgomery
A tall, slim girl, 'half past sixteen', with serious grey eyes and hair which her friends called auburn, had sat down on...
by Ann Radcliffe
On the pleasant banks of the Garonne, in the province of Gascony, stood, in the year 1584, the chateau of Monsieur St. A...
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...
by Фёдор Михайлович Достоевский
IN setting out to describe the recent and very strange events that occurred in our hitherto completely undistinguished l...
by Jane Austen
Jane Austen was born on December 16, 1775, in the year before the American Declaration of Independence, and she died on ...
by Charlotte Brontë
Of late years an abundant shower of curates has fallen upon the north of England: they lie very thick on the hills; ever...