War and Peace

by Лев Толстой

»Nun was sagen Sie dazu, mein Fürst, Genua und Lucca sind nunmehr Erbgüter der Familie Bonaparte!

This Side of Paradise

by F. Scott Fitzgerald

Amory Blaine inherited from his mother every trait, except the stray inexpressible few, that made him worth while.

A Farewell to Arms

by Ernest Hemingway

In the late summer of that year we lived in a house in a village that looked across the river and the plain to the mount...

Im Westen nichts Neues

by Erich Maria Remarque

We are at rest five miles behind the front.

Leaves of Grass

by Walt Whitman

OVER the Western sea hither from Niphon come,

The Thirty-Nine Steps

by John Buchan

I returned from the City about three o'clock on that May afternoon pretty well disgusted with life.

Aeneis

by Publius Vergilius Maro

Arms I sing-and a man,

The Razor's Edge

by William Somerset Maugham

Доктор Живаго

by Boris Leonidovich Pasternak

On they went, singing "Rest Eternal," and whenever they stopped, their feet, the horses, and the gusts of wind seemed to...

Jacob's Room

by Virginia Woolf

So of course," wrote Betty Flanders, pressing her heels rather deeper in the sand, "there was nothing for it but to leav...

As You Like It

by William Shakespeare

IN the eighteenth century Samuel Johnson declared, 'Of this play the fable is wild and pleasing'.

Julius Caesar

by William Shakespeare

There is an aura of unreality about the plays of Shakespeare, and students feel this, although they may not be able to e...

Hamlet

by William Shakespeare

There is an aura of unreality about the plays of Shakespeare, and students feel this, although they may not be able to e...

Ὀδύσσεια

by Όμηρος

THIS IS THE STORY OF A MAN, ONE WHO WAS NEVER AT A loss.

Rilla of Ingleside

by Lucy Maud Montgomery

War Horse

by Michael Morpurgo, Mercè Santaularia Campillo

Moments of vision

by Thomas Hardy

IT faces west, and round the back and sides

Osudy dobrého vojáka Švejka za světové války

by Jaroslav Hašek

The Nine Tailors

by Dorothy L. Sayers

plunged down the side of the dyke into the deep ditch beyond, where the black spikes of a thorn hedge stood bleak and un...

The wars

by Timothy Findley