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The Lost World
by Arthur Conan Doyle
MR. HUNGERTON, HER FATHER, REALLY WAS THE MOST TACTless person upon earth-a fluffy, feathery, untidy cockatoo of a man, ...
Northern Lights
by Philip Pullman
Lyra and her daemon moved through the darkening hall, taking care to keep to one side, out of sight of the kitchen.
Pippi Långstrump
by Astrid Lindgren
Way out at the end of a tiny little town was an old overgrown garden, and in the garden was an old house.
The Sea-Wolf
by Jack London
I SCARCELY know where to begin, though I sometimes facetiously place the cause of it all to Charley Furuseth's credit.
The House of the Dead
by Фёдор Михайлович Достоевский
IN the midst of the steppes, of the mountains, of the impenetrable forests of the desert regions of Siberia, one meets f...
Our Mutual Friend
by Charles Dickens, Margeret Tarner
IN THESE TIMES OF OURS, though concerning the exact year there is no need to be precise, a boat of dirty and disreputabl...
Black Beauty
by Anna Sewell
Ihren 17. Geburtstag hatte sich Vicky Gordon anders vorgestellt.
Shirley
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; eve...
The Souls of Black Folk
by W. E. B. Du Bois
En este libro subyacen muchas cuestiones que, estudiadas con paciencia, pueden mostrar el extraño significado de ser neg...
American notes
by Charles Dickens, Diana C. Archibald
I SHALL never forget the one-fourth serious and three-fourths comical astonishment, with which, on the morning of the th...
The Canterbury Tales
by Geoffrey Chaucer, John E. Cunningham
WHEN APRIL with his showers sweet with fruit The drought of March has pierced unto the root And bathed each vein with li...
Orlando
by Virginia Woolf
HE-for there could be no doubt of his sex, though the fashion of the time did something to disguise it-was in the act of...
David Copperfield
by Charles Dickens
WHETHER I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these page...
Ivanhoe
by Sir Walter Scott
THE Author of the Waverley Novels had hitherto proceeded in an unabated course of popularity, and might, in his peculiar...
A Little Princess
by Frances Hodgson Burnett
Once on a dark winter's day, when the yellow fog hung so thick and heavy in the streets of London that the lamps were li...