Found 284 results for "George F. MacDonald"
The Princess and the Goblin
by George MacDonald
THERE was once a little princess who-"But, Mr. Author, why you always write about princess?"
At the Back of the North Wind
by George MacDonald
I HAVE been asked to tell you about the back of the north wind.
David Copperfield
by Charles Dickens
WHETHER I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by any body else, these pag...
Faust
by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
[FAUST, lying among grass and flowers, exhausted and restless, trying to sleep.]
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...
πολιτεία
by Πλάτων
The first chapter consists of a typical early Platonic dialogue: it was possibly originally written separately from the ...
Hamlet
by William Shakespeare
[Enter two Sentinels first, Francisco, who paces up and down at his post; then Bernardo, who approaches him.]
Our Mutual Friend
by Charles Dickens, Margeret Tarner
IN these times of ours, though concerning the exact year there is no need to be precise, a boat of dirty and disreputabl...
The Invisible Man
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 ...
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 ...
A Christmas Carol
by Charles Dickens, Groth
MOST PEOPLE in the publishing and education industries agree that there are some books that everyone should read.
Oliver Twist
by Charles Dickens
Among other public buildings in a certain town which for many reasons it will be prudent to refrain from mentioning, and...
The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin
by Benjamin Franklin
"It seems I am too much of an American," said Franklin sadly to an English friend.
War and Peace
by Лев Толстой
"Eh bien, mon prince, so Genoa and Lucca are now no more than family estates of the Bonapartes.
Heidi
by Spyri, Johanna
IN a small Swiss town in the shadow of the mountains is a path that leads, straight and steep, into the Alps.
