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The Scarlet Letter
by Nathaniel Hawthorne
A THRONG of bearded men, in sad-colored garments and gray, steeple-crowned hats intermixed with women, some wearing hood...
The Screwtape Letters
by C. S. Lewis
I have no intention of explaining how the correspondence which I now offer to the public fell into my hands.
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...
The Spy Who Came in from the Cold
by John le Carré
The American handed Leamas another cup of coffee and said, "Why don't you go back and sleep?
Villette, a novel
by Charlotte Brontë
My godmother lived in a handsome house in the clean and ancient town of Bretton.
Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl
by Harriet A. Jacobs
Eu nasci escrava, mas nunca soube disso até que seis anos de uma infância feliz tivessem se passado.
Murder in Mesopotamia
by Agatha Christie
IN the hall of the Tigris Palace Hotel in Baghdad a hospital nurse was finishing a letter.
Utopia
by Thomas More
UPON a time when tidings came to the City of Corinth that King Philip, father to Alexander surnamed the Great, was comin...
Death Comes for the Archbishop
by Willa Cather
One afternoon in the autumn of 1851 a solitary horseman, followed by a pack-mule, was pushing through an arid stretch of...
My Ántonia
by Willa Cather
FIRST HEARD of Antonia on what seemed to me an interminable journey across the great midland plain of North America.
Romeo and Juliet
by William Shakespeare
Enter SAMPSON and GREGORY, with swords and bucklers.
Emma
by Jane Austen
Jane Austen was born on December 16, 1775, in the year before the American Declaration of Independence, and she died on ...
The A.B.C. Murders
by Agatha Christie
It was in June of 1935 that I came home from my ranch in South America for a stay of about six months.
Pollyanna
by Eleanor Hodgman Porter, Porter
Miss Polly Harrington entered her kitchen a little hurriedly this June morning.
The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin
by Benjamin Franklin
"It seems I am too much of an American," said Franklin sadly to an English friend.
Just So Stories
by Rudyard Kipling
IN THE sea, once upon a time, O my Best Beloved, there was a Whale, and he ate fishes.
Игрокъ
by Фёдор Михайлович Достоевский
At length I returned from two weeks leave of absence to find that my patrons had arrived three days ago in Roulettenberg...