Found 310 results for "Ruins in literature"
The Silmarillion
by J.R.R. Tolkien
There was Eru, the One, who in Arda is called Ilúvatar; and he made first the Ainur, the Holy Ones, that were the offspr...
Братья Карамазовы
by Фёдор Михайлович Достоевский
Alexei Fyodorovich Karamazov was the third son of Fyodor Pavlovich Karamazov, a landowner in our district who became a c...
The War of the Worlds
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...
Poems
by William Wordsworth
Of the Poems in this class, 'THE EVENING WALK' and 'DESCRIPTIVE SKETCHES' were first published in 1793.
Roughing It
by Mark Twain
My brother had just been appointed Secretary of Nevada Territory-an office of such majesty that is concentrated in itsel...
The Prince
by Niccolò Machiavelli
ALL THE STATES and Governments by which men are or ever have been ruled, have been and are either Republics or Princedom...
Great Expectations
by Charles Dickens
MY FATHER'S FAMILY NAME being Pirrip, and my Christian name Philip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing lo...
The Art of War
by 孙武, Stephen F. Kaufman
ACCORDING TO AN OLD STORY, a lord of ancient China once asked his physician, a member of a family of healers, which of t...
The complete poetical works
by Robert Burns
MY loved, my honoured, much respected friend!
Ficciones
by Jorge Luis Borges
Debo a la conjuncion de un espejo y de una enciclopedia el descubrimiento de Uqbar.
Wizard and Glass
by Stephen King
The town of Candleton was a poisoned and irradiated ruin, but not dead; after all the centuries it still twitched with t...
The House on the Borderland
by William Hope Hodgson
Right away in the west of Ireland lies a tiny hamlet called Kraighten.
De bello judaico
by Flavius Josephus
THE war of the Jews against the Romans was the greatest of our time; greater too, perhaps, than any recorded struggle wh...
The Poisonwood Bible
by Barbara Kingsolver, Dean Robertson
IMAGINE A RUIN so strange it must never have happened.
Eugénie Grandet
by Honoré de Balzac
IN certain provincial towns there are houses whose appearance arouses a melancholy as great as that of the gloomiest clo...
