King Richard II

by William Shakespeare

Old John of Gaunt, time-honoured Lancaster,

Heart of Darkness

by Joseph Conrad

The Nellie, a cruising yawl, swung to her anchor without a flutter of the sails, and was at rest.

Sonnets

by William Shakespeare

From fairest creatures we desire increase.

The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin

by Benjamin Franklin

"It seems I am too much of an American," said Franklin sadly to an English friend.

As You Like It

by William Shakespeare

Orlando. As I remember, Adam, it was upon this fashion bequeathed me by will but poor a thousand crowns, and, as thou sa...

Hamlet

by William Shakespeare

[Enter two Sentinels first, Francisco, who paces up and down at his post; then Bernardo, who approaches him.]

The Merchant of Venice

by William Shakespeare

Antonio. In sooth I know not why I am so sad.

King Lear

by William Shakespeare

1.1 King Lear, intending to divide his power and kingdom among his three daughters, demands public professions of their ...

Идиот

by Фёдор Михайлович Достоевский

AT around nine in the morning towards the end of a thawing November, the Warsaw train was approaching Petersburg at full...

[William Wheeler Hubbell, authorized to apply for patents.]

by United States. Congress. Senate. Committee on Patents

Study Guide

by SuperSummary

कामसूत्र

by Vatsyāyana

IT may be interesting to some persons to learn how it came about that Vatsyayana was first brought to light and translat...

Sons and Lovers

by D. H. Lawrence

"The Bottoms" succeeded to "Hell Row."

Julius Caesar

by William Shakespeare

1. When reading verse, note the appropriate phrasing and intonation.

Wuthering Heights

by Emily Brontë

1801 - I have just returned from a visit to my landlord - the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with.

Decamerone

by Giovanni Boccaccio

DEAREST ladies, it is fitting that everything done by man should begin with the marvelous and holy name of Him who was t...

The Canterbury Tales

by Geoffrey Chaucer, John E. Cunningham

Whan that April with his showres soote

Metamorphoses

by Ovid

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

Poems by John Keats

by John Keats

I stood tiptoe upon a little hill,

Leaves of Grass

by Walt Whitman

HEAVE the anchor short!