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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
I had just finished my studies at Oxford, and was taking a brief holiday from work before assuming definitely the manage...
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 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 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 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...
by H. G. Wells
NO ONE would have believed in the last years of the nineteenth century that this world was being watched keenly and clos...
by Jane Austen
THE following pages are the production of a pen which has already contributed in no small degree to the entertainment of...
by F. Scott Fitzgerald
Amory Blaine inherited from his mother every trait, except the stray inexpressible few, that made him worth while.
by Jane Austen
THE family of Dashwood had been long settled in Sussex.
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...
by Emily Brontë
1801 - I have just returned from a visit to my landlord - the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with.
by George MacDonald
Certa manhã, despertei com a usual perplexidade da mente que acompanha o retorno à consciência.