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Ponkapog Papers Written by: Thomas Bailey Aldrich (1904)

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The Marvelous Land of Oz: Being an Account of the Further Adventures of the Sca L. Frank Baum (1904)        In the Country of the Gillikins, which is at the North of the Land of Oz, lived a youth called Tip. There was more to his name than that, for old Mombi often declared that his whole name was Tippetarius; but no one was expected to say such a long word when "Tip" would do just as well... Written by: L. Frank Baum (1904)

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The Wonderful Wizard of Oz L. Frank Baum (1900) -011-         Dorothy lived in the midst of the great Kansas prairies, with Uncle Henry, who was a farmer, and Aunt Em, who was the farmer’s wife. Their house was small, for the lumber to build it had to be carried by wagon many miles. There were four walls, a floor and a roof, which made one room; and this room contained a rusty looking cookstove, a cupboard for the dishes, a table, three or four chairs, and the beds... Written by: L. Frank Baum (1900)

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Air Service Boys Over The Enemy's Lines Charles Amory Beach (1919)    "TOM, what do you suppose that strange man who looked like a French peasant, yet wasn’t one, could have been up to late yesterday afternoon?"     "You mean the fellow discovered near the hangars at the aviation camp, Jack?"     "Yes. He seemed to go out of sight like a wreath of smoke does. Why, if the ground had opened and swallowed him up, once the hue and cry was raised, he couldn’t have vanished quicker... Written by: Charles Amory Beach (1919)

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Slips of Speech John,H. Bechtel (1901) Slips of SpeechA helpful book for everyone whoaspires to correct the everydayerrors of speaking and writing... Written by: John,H. Bechtel (1901)

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A Relic Max, Sir Beerbohm (1919)    YESTERDAY I found in a cupboard an old, small, battered portmanteau which, by the initials on it, I recognized as my own property. The lock appeared to have been forced. I dimly remembered having forced it myself, with a poker, in my hot youth, after some journey in which I had lost the key; and this act of violence was probably the reason why the trunk had so long ago ceased to travel... Written by: Max, Sir Beerbohm (1919)

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Zuleika Dobson Max, Sir Beerbohm (1911)    THAT old bell, presage of a train, had just sounded through Oxford station; and the undergraduates who were waiting there, gay figures in tweed or flannel, moved to the margin of the platform and gazed idly up the line... Written by: Max, Sir Beerbohm (1911)

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Enoch Soames: A Memory of the Eighteen-nineties Max, Sir Beerbohm (1916)   WHEN a book about the literature of the eighteen-nineties was given by Mr. Holbrook Jackson to the world, I looked eagerly in the index for Soames, Enoch. It was as I feared: he was not there... Written by: Max, Sir Beerbohm (1916)

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James Pethel Written by: Max, Sir Beerbohm (1915)

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Life of Hon. Phineas T. Barnum Joel Benton (1891)  FAMILY AND BIRTH -- SCHOOL LIFE -- HIS FIRST VISIT TO NEW YORK CITY -- A LANDED PROPRIETOR -- THE ETHICS OF TRADE -- FARM WORK AND KEEPING STORE -- MEETING-HOUSE AND SUNDAY SCHOOL -- ``THE ONE THING NEEDFUL.’’    Among the names of great Americans of the nineteenth century there is scarcely one more familiar to the world than that of the subject of this biography... Written by: Joel Benton (1891)

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Aeroplanes J. S. Zerbe (1915)    THE "SCIENCE" OF AVIATION. -- It may be doubted whether there is such a thing as a "science of aviation." Since Langley, on May 6, 1896, flew a motor-propelled tandem monoplane for a minute and an half, without a pilot, and the Wright Brothers in 1903 succeeded in flying a bi-plane with a pilot aboard, the universal opinion has been, that flying machines, to be successful, must follow the structural form of birds, and that shape has everything to do with flying... Written by: J. S. Zerbe (1915)

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The School Days of an Indian Girl Sa Zitkala (1900)    THERE were eight in our party of bronzed children who were going East with the missionaries. Among us were three young braves, two tall girls, and we three little ones, Judewin, Thowin, and I.    We had been very impatient to start on our journey to the Red Apple Country, which, we were told, lay a little beyond the great circular horizon of the Western prairie... Written by: Sa Zitkala (1900)

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An Indian Teacher Among Indians Sa Zitkala (1900)     THOUGH an illness left me unable to continue my college course, my pride kept me from returning to my mother. Had she known of my worn condition, she would have said the white man’s papers were not worth the freedom and health I had lost by them. Such a rebuke from my mother would have been unbearable, and as I felt then it would be far too true to be comfortable... Written by: Sa Zitkala (1900)

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The Soft-Hearted Sioux Sa Zitkala (1901) -505-    BESIDE the open fire I sat within our tepee. With my red blanket wrapped tightly about my crossed legs, I was thinking of the coming season, my sixteenth winter. On either side of the wigwam were my parents... Written by: Sa Zitkala (1901)

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The Motor Boys on the Pacific, or, The Young Derelict Hunters Clarence Young (1909) SOME BAD NEWS     "WELL, she is smashed this time, sure!" exclaimed Jerry Hopkins, to his chums, Ned Slade and Bob Baker.     "What’s smashed?" asked Ned. "Who’s the letter from’?" for Jerry had a slip of paper in his hand... Written by: Clarence Young (1909)

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The Motor Boys Overland, or, A Long Trip for Fun and Fortune Clarence Young (1906)   THERE was a whizz of rubber-tired wheels, a cloud of dust and the frightened yelping of a dog as a big, red touring automobile shot down the road.     "You nearly ran over him, Chunky!" exclaimed Jerry Hopkins, to the stout youth at his side.     "That’s what you did, Bob Baker!" chimed in Ned Slade, leaning over from the rear seat of the auto... Written by: Clarence Young (1906)

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Laughter : an essay on the meaning of the comic Henri Bergson (1911)   THE COMIC IN GENERAL -- THE COMIC ELEMENT IN FORMS AND MOVEMENTS -- EXPANSIVE FORCE OF THE COMIC... Written by: Henri Bergson (1911)

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Eveline James Joyce SHE sat at the window watching the evening invade the avenue. Her head was leaned against the window curtains and in her nostrils was the odour of dusty cretonne. She was tired... Written by: James Joyce

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The Enchanted Castle Edith Nesbit (1907) To Margaret Ostler with love from E. Nesbit Peggy, you came from the heath and moor,And you brought their airs through my open door;You brought the blossom of youth to blowIn the Latin Quarter of Soho.For the sake of that magic I send you hereA tale of enchantments, Peggy dear,A bit of my work, and a bit of my heart... Written by: Edith Nesbit (1907)

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Emma Jane Austen Emma Woodhouse, handsome, clever, and rich, with a comfortable home and happy disposition, seemed to unite some of the best blessings of existence; and had lived nearly twenty-one years in the world with very little to distress or vex her. She was the youngest of the two daughters of a most affectionate, indulgent father; and had, in consequence of her sister’s marriage, been mistress of his house from a very early period... Written by: Jane Austen

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Aeneid Virgil Arms, and the man I sing, who, forc’d by fate,And haughty Juno’s unrelenting hate,Expell’d and exil’d, left the Trojan shore.Long labors, both by sea and land, he bore,And in the doubtful war, before he wonThe Latian realm, and built the destin’d town;His banish’d gods restor’d to rites divine,And settled sure succession in his line,From whence the race of Alban fathers come,And the long glories of majestic Rome... Written by: Virgil

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Alice Adams Tarkington The patient, an old-fashioned man, thought the nurse made a mistake in keeping both of the windows open, and her sprightly disregard of his protests added something to his hatred of her. Every evening he told her that anybody with ordinary gumption ought to realize that night air was bad for the human frame. "The human frame won’t stand everything, Miss Perry," he warned her, resentfully... Written by: Tarkington

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All's Well That Ends Well William Shakespeare PERSONS REPRESENTED.KING OF FRANCE.THE DUKE OF FLORENCE... Written by: William Shakespeare

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Ambassadors Henry James Nothing is more easy than to state the subject of "The Ambassadors," which first appeared in twelve numbers of The North American Review (1903) and was published as a whole the same year. The situation involved is gathered up betimes, that is in the second chapter of Book Fifth, for the reader’s benefit, into as few words as possible-- planted or "sunk," stiffly and saliently, in the centre of the current, almost perhaps to the obstruction of traffic... Written by: Henry James

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Anne of Green Gables Lucy Maud Montgomery Mrs. Rachel Lynde lived just where the Avonlea main road dipped down into a little hollow, fringed with alders and ladies’ eardrops and traversed by a brook that had its source away back in the woods of the old Cuthbert place; it was reputed to be an intricate, headlong brook in its earlier course through those woods, with dark secrets of pool and cascade; but by the time it reached Lynde’s Hollow it was a quiet, well-conducted little stream, for not even a brook could run past Mrs... Written by: Lucy Maud Montgomery

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Antigone Sophocles Antigone, daughter of Oedipus, the late king of Thebes, in defiance ofCreon who rules in his stead, resolves to bury her brother Polyneices,slain in his attack on Thebes. She is caught in the act by Creon’swatchmen and brought before the king. She justifies her action,asserting that she was bound to obey the eternal laws of right andwrong in spite of any human ordinance... Written by: Sophocles

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Antony and Cleopatra William Shakespeare PERSONS REPRESENTED. M.ANTONY, TriumvirOCTAVIUS CAESAR, TriumvirM... Written by: William Shakespeare

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Araby James Joyce NORTH RICHMOND STREET being blind, was a quiet street except at the hour when the Christian Brothers’ School set the boys free. An uninhabited house of two storeys stood at the blind end, detached from its neighbours in a square ground The other houses of the street, conscious of decent lives within them, gazed at one another with brown imperturbable faces. The former tenant of our house, a priest, had died in the back drawing-room... Written by: James Joyce

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As You Like It William Shakespeare Persons represented. DUKE, living in exile.FREDERICK, Brother to the Duke, and Usurper of his Dominions... Written by: William Shakespeare

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Bartleby the Scrivener, A Tale of Wall Street Herman Melville I am a rather elderly man. The nature of my avocations for the last thirty years has brought me into more than ordinary contact with what would seem an interesting and somewhat singular set of men, of whom as yet nothing that I know of has ever been written:--I mean the law-copyists or scriveners. I have known very many of them, professionally and privately, and if I pleased, could relate divers histories, at which good-natured gentlemen might smile, and sentimental souls might weep... Written by: Herman Melville

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Beast in the Jungle Henry James What determined the speech that startled him in the course of their encounter scarcely matters, being probably but some words spoken by himself quite without intention--spoken as they lingered and slowly moved together after their renewal of acquaintance... Written by: Henry James

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Beautiful and Damned F. Scott Fitzgerald The victor belongs to the spoils... Written by: F. Scott Fitzgerald

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Behind a Mask Louisa May Alcott "Has she come?" "No, Mamma, not yet." "I wish it were well over. The thought of it worries and excites me... Written by: Louisa May Alcott

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The Black Cat Edgar Allan Poe FOR the most wild, yet most homely narrative which I am about to pen, I neither expect nor solicit belief. Mad indeed would I be to expect it, in a case where my very senses reject their own evidence. Yet, mad am I not - and very surely do I not dream... Written by: Edgar Allan Poe

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Boule de Suif Guy de Maupassant For several days in succession fragments of a defeated army had passed through the town. They were mere disorganized bands, not disciplined forces. The men wore long, dirty beards and tattered uniforms; they advanced in listless fashion, without a flag, without a leader... Written by: Guy de Maupassant

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The Cask Of Amontillado Edgar Allan Poe THE thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could ; but when he ventured upon insult, I vowed revenge. You, who so well know the nature of my soul, will not suppose, however, that I gave utterance to a threat. At length I would be avenged ; this was a point definitively settled - but the very definitiveness with which it was resolved, precluded the idea of risk... Written by: Edgar Allan Poe

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The Celebrated Jumping Frog Of Calaveras County Mark Twain In compliance with the request of a friend of mine, who wrote me from the East, I called on good-natured, garrulous old Simon Wheeler, and inquired after my friend’s friend, Leonidas W. Smiley, as requested to do, and I hereunto append the result. I have a lurking suspicion that Leonidas W... Written by: Mark Twain

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The Cherry Orchard Anton Chekhov CHARACTERS LUBOV ANDREYEVNA RANEVSKY (Mme. RANEVSKY), a landownerANYA, her daughter, aged seventeenVARYA (BARBARA), her adopted daughter, aged twenty-sevenLEONID ANDREYEVITCH GAEV, Mme... Written by: Anton Chekhov

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A Christmas Carol Charles Dickens MARLEY was dead: to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. The register of his burial was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the undertaker, and the chief mourner... Written by: Charles Dickens

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Daisy Miller Henry James At the little town of Vevey, in Switzerland, there is a particularly comfortable hotel. There are, indeed, many hotels, for the entertainment of tourists is the business of the place, which, as many travelers will remember, is seated upon the edge of a remarkably blue lake--a lake that it behooves every tourist to visit... Written by: Henry James

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The Darling Anton Chekhov OLENKA, the daughter of the retired collegiate assessor, Plemyanniakov, was sitting in her back porch, lost in thought. It was hot, the flies were persistent and teasing, and it was pleasant to reflect that it would soon be evening. Dark rainclouds were gathering from the east, and bringing from time to time a breath of moisture in the air... Written by: Anton Chekhov

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The Dead James Joyce LILY, the caretaker’s daughter, was literally run off her feet. Hardly had she brought one gentleman into the little pantry behind the office on the ground floor and helped him off with his overcoat than the wheezy hall-door bell clanged again and she had to scamper along the bare hallway to let in another guest. It was well for her she had not to attend to the ladies also... Written by: James Joyce

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The Diamond Mine Willa Cather I first became aware that Cressida Garnet was on board when I saw young men with cameras going up to the boat deck. In that exposed spot she was good-naturedly posing for them--amid fluttering lavender scarfs--wearing a most unseaworthy hat, her broad, vigorous face wreathed in smiles. She was too much an American not to believe in publicity... Written by: Willa Cather

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A Doll's House Henrik Ibsen (SCENE.--A room furnished comfortably and tastefully, but not extravagantly. At the back, a door to the right leads to the entrance-hall, another to the left leads to Helmer’s study... Written by: Henrik Ibsen

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The Fall of the House of Usher Edgar Allan Poe During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher. I know not how it was--but, with the first glimpse of the building, a sense of insufferable gloom pervaded my spirit... Written by: Edgar Allan Poe

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Ghosts Henrik Ibsen [A spacious garden-room, with one door to the left, and two doors to the right. In the middle of the room a round table, with chairs about it. On the table lie books, periodicals, and newspapers... Written by: Henrik Ibsen

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The Gold-bug Edgar Allan Poe What ho! what ho! this fellow is dancing mad! He hath been bitten by the Tarantula. --All in the Wrong. MANY years ago, I contracted an intimacy with a Mr... Written by: Edgar Allan Poe

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Gooseberries Anton Chekhov THE whole sky had been overcast with rain-clouds from early morning; it was a still day, not hot, but heavy, as it is in grey dull weather when the clouds have been hanging over the country for a long while, when one expects rain and it does not come. Ivan Ivanovitch, the veterinary surgeon, and Burkin, the high-school teacher, were already tired from walking, and the fields seemed to them endless... Written by: Anton Chekhov

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Hamlet William Shakespeare Claudius, King of Denmark.Hamlet, Son to the former, and Nephew tothe present King.Polonius, Lord Chamberlain... Written by: William Shakespeare

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Heart of Darkness Joseph Conrad The Nellie, a cruising yawl, swung to her anchor without a flutter of the sails, and was at rest. The flood had made, the wind was nearly calm, and being bound down the river, the only thing for it was to come to and wait for the turn of the tide. The sea-reach of the Thames stretched before us like the beginning of an interminable waterway... Written by: Joseph Conrad

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Hedda Gabler Henrik Ibsen A spacious, handsome, and tastefully furnished drawing room, decorated in dark colours. In the back, a wide doorway with curtains drawn back, leading into a smaller room decorated in the same style as the drawing-room. In the right-hand wall of the front room, a folding door leading out to the hall... Written by: Henrik Ibsen

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The Invalid's Story Mark Twain I seem sixty and married, but these effects are due to my condition and sufferings, for I am a bachelor, and only forty-one. It will be hard for you to believe that I, who am now but a shadow, was a hale, hearty man two short years ago, a man of iron, a very athlete!--yet such is the simple truth. But stranger still than this fact is the way in which I lost my health... Written by: Mark Twain

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The Jew of Malta Christopher Marlowe The Famous Tragedy of The Rich Iew of Malta. As it was playd before the King and Qveene, in His Majesties Theatre at White- Hall, by her Majesties Servants at the Cock-pit. Written by Christopher Marlo... Written by: Christopher Marlowe

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The Jolly Corner Henry James "Every one asks me what I ’think’ of everything," said Spencer Brydon; "and I make answer as I can--begging or dodging the question, putting them off with any nonsense. It wouldn’t matter to any of them really," he went on, "for, even were it possible to meet in that stand-and-deliver way so silly a demand on so big a subject, my ’thoughts’ would still be almost altogether about something that concerns only myself... Written by: Henry James

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Julius Caesar William Shakespeare PERSONS REPRESENTED JULIUS CAESAROCTAVIUS CAESAR, Triumvir after his death.MARCUS ANTONIUS, " " "M. AEMIL... Written by: William Shakespeare

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Hard Times Charles Dickens ’NOW, what I want is, Facts. Teach these boys and girls nothing but Facts. Facts alone are wanted in life... Written by: Charles Dickens

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Kim Rudyard Kipling O ye who tread the Narrow WayBy Tophet-flare to judgment Day,Be gentle when ’the heathen’ prayTo Buddha at Kamakura! Buddha at Kamakura. He sat, in defiance of municipal orders, astride the gun Zam Zammah on her brick platform opposite the old Ajaib-Gher - the Wonder House, as the natives call the Lahore Museum. Who hold Zam-Zammah, that ’fire-breathing dragon’, hold the Punjab, for the great green-bronze piece is always first of the conqueror’s loot... Written by: Rudyard Kipling

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King John William Shakespeare PERSONS REPRESENTED KING JOHN.PRINCE HENRY, his son; afterwards KING HENRY III.ARTHUR, Duke of Bretagne, son to GEFFREY, late Duke of Bretagne,the elder brother to King John... Written by: William Shakespeare

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Ligeia Edgar Allan Poe And the will therein lieth, which dieth not. Who knoweth the mysteries of the will, with its vigor? For God is but a great will pervading all things by nature of its intentness. Man doth not yield himself to the angels, nor unto death utterly, save only through the weakness of his feeble will... Written by: Edgar Allan Poe

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The Man That Corrupted Hadleyburg Mark Twain It was many years ago. Hadleyburg was the most honest and upright town in all the region round about. It had kept that reputation unsmirched during three generations, and was prouder of it than of any other of its possessions... Written by: Mark Twain

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Man and Superman George Bernard Shaw My dear Walkley: You once asked me why I did not write a Don Juan play. The levity with which you assumed this frightful responsibility has probably by this time enabled you to forget it; but the day of reckoning has arrived: here is your play! I say your play, because qui facit per alium facit per se. Its profits, like its labor, belong to me: its morals, its manners, its philosophy, its influence on the young, are for you to justify... Written by: George Bernard Shaw

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Major Barbara George Bernard Shaw It is after dinner on a January night, in the library in Lady Britomart Undershaft’s house in Wilton Crescent. A large and comfortable settee is in the middle of the room, upholstered in dark leather... Written by: George Bernard Shaw

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Love's Labor's Lost William Shakespeare Dramatis Personae... Written by: William Shakespeare

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The Masque of the Red Death Edgar Allan Poe THE "Red Death" had long devastated the country. No pestilence had ever been so fatal, or so hideous. Blood was its Avatar and its seal -- the redness and the horror of blood... Written by: Edgar Allan Poe

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The Marvelous Land of Oz L. Frank Baum Tip slipped away from the girls and followed swiftly after the Soldier with the Green Whiskers. The invading army entered the City more slowly, for they stopped to dig emeralds out of the walls and paving-stones with the points of their knitting-needles. So the Soldier and the boy reached the palace before the news had spread that the City was conquered... Written by: L. Frank Baum

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The Master Builder Henrik Ibsen A plainly-furnished work-room in the house of HALVARD SOLNESS.Folding doors on the left lead out to the hall. On the rightis the door leading to the inner rooms of the house... Written by: Henrik Ibsen

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Measure for Measure William Shakespeare PERSONS REPRESENTED. VICENTIO, Duke of Vienna.ANGELO, Lord Deputy in the Duke’s absence... Written by: William Shakespeare

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Men of Iron Howard Pyle The year 1400 opened with more than usual peacefulness in England. Only a few months before, Richard II--weak, wicked, and treacherous --had been dethroned, and Henry IV declared King in his stead... Written by: Howard Pyle

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The Merchant of Venice William Shakespeare DRAMATIS PERSONAE THE DUKE OF VENICETHE PRINCE OF MOROCCO, suitor to PortiaTHE PRINCE OF ARRAGON, suitor to PortiaANTONIO, a merchant of VeniceBASSANIO, his friendSALANIO, friend to Antonio and BassanioSALARINO, friend to Antonio and BassanioGRATIANO, friend to Antonio and BassanioLORENZO, in love with JessicaSHYLOCK, a rich JewTUBAL, a Jew, his friendLAUNCELOT GOBBO, a clown, servant to ShylockOLD GOBBO, father to LauncelotLEONARDO, servant to BassanioBALTHASAR, servant to PortiaSTEPHANO, serv... Written by: William Shakespeare

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The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood Howard Pyle FROM THE AUTHOR TO THE READER You who so plod amid serious things that you feel it shame to give yourself up even for a few short moments to mirth and joyousness in the land of Fancy; you who think that life hath nought to do with innocent laughter that can harm no one; these pages are not for you... Written by: Howard Pyle

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The Merry Wives of Windsor William Shakespeare DRAMATIS PERSONAE SIR JOHN FALSTAFFFENTON, a young gentlemanSHALLOW, a country justiceSLENDER, cousin to ShallowFORD, Gentleman dwelling at WindsorPAGE, Gentleman dwelling at WindsorWILLIAM PAGE, a boy, son to PageSIR HUGH EVANS, a Welsh parsonDOCTOR CAIUS, a French physicianHOST of the Garter InnBARDOLPH, PISTOL, NYM, Followers of FalstaffROBIN, page to FalstaffSIMPLE, servant to SlenderRUGBY, servant to Doctor Caius MISTRESS FORDMISTRESS PAGEMISTRESS ANNE PAGE, her daughter, in love with Fen... Written by: William Shakespeare

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A Midsummer Night's Dream William Shakespeare Persons Represented. THESEUS, Duke of Athens.EGEUS, Father to Hermia... Written by: William Shakespeare

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The Monkey's Paw W. W. Jacobs Without, the night was cold and wet, but in the small parlour of Laburnam Villa the blinds were drawn and the fire burned brightly. Father and son were at chess, the former, who possessed ideas about the game involving radical changes, putting his king into such sharp and unnecessary perils that it even provoked comment from the white-haired old lady knitting placidly by the fire. "Hark at the wind," said Mr... Written by: W. W. Jacobs

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Mrs. Warren’s Profession George Bernard Shaw Mrs Warren’s Profession has been performed at last, after a delay of only eight years; and I have once more shared with Ibsen the triumphant amusement of startling all but the strongest-headed of the London theatre critics clean out of the practice of their profession... Written by: George Bernard Shaw

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The Murders In The Rue Morgue Edgar Allan Poe What song the Syrens sang, or what name Achilles assumed when he hid himself among women, although puzzling questions, are not beyond all conjecture. --Sir Thomas Browne. The mental features discoursed of as the analytical, are, in themselves, but little susceptible of analysis... Written by: Edgar Allan Poe

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Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass, an American Slave, Written by Himse Frederick Douglass In the month of August, 1841, I attended an antislavery convention in Nantucket, at which it was my happiness to become acquainted with FREDERICK DOUGLASS, the writer of the following Narrative... Written by: Frederick Douglass

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The Necklace Guy de Maupassant The girl was one of those pretty and charming young creatures who sometimes are born, as if by a slip of fate, into a family of clerks. She had no dowry, no expectations, no way of being known, understood, loved, married by any rich and distinguished man; so she let herself be married to a little clerk of the Ministry of Public Instruction... Written by: Guy de Maupassant

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Nibelungenlied Anonymous This work has been undertaken in the belief that a literal translation of as famous an epic as the "Nibelungenlied" would be acceptable to the general reading public whose interest in the story of Siegfried has been stimulated by Wagner’s operas and by the reading of such poems as William Morris’ "Sigurd the Volsung"... Written by: Anonymous

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No. 44, The Mysterious Stranger Mark Twain It was in 1590--winter. Austria was far away from the world, and asleep; it was still the Middle Ages in Austria, and promised to remain so forever. Some even set it away back centuries upon centuries and said that by the mental and spiritual clock it was still the Age of Belief in Austria... Written by: Mark Twain

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O Pioneers! Willa Cather One January day, thirty years ago, the little town of Hanover, anchored on a windy Nebraska tableland, was trying not to be blown away. A mist of fine snowflakes was curling and eddying about the cluster of low drab buildings huddled on the gray prairie, under a gray sky. The dwelling-houses were set about haphazard on the tough prairie sod; some of them looked as if they had been moved in overnight, and others as if they were straying off by themselves, headed straight for the open plain... Written by: Willa Cather

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An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge Ambrose Bierce A man stood upon a railroad bridge in northern Alabama, looking down into the swift water twenty feet below. The man’s hands were behind his back, the wrists bound with a cord. A rope closely encircled his neck... Written by: Ambrose Bierce

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The Octopus Frank Norris Just after passing Caraher’s saloon, on the County Road that ran south from Bonneville, and that divided the Broderson ranch from that of Los Muertos, Presley was suddenly aware of the faint and prolonged blowing of a steam whistle that he knew must come from the railroad shops near the depot at Bonneville. In starting out from the ranch house that morning, he had forgotten his watch, and was now perplexed to know whether the whistle was blowing for twelve or for one o’clock... Written by: Frank Norris

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The Oedipus Trilogy Sophocles To Laius, King of Thebes, an oracle foretold that the child bornto him by his queen Jocasta would slay his father and wed his mother.So when in time a son was born the infant’s feet were riveted togetherand he was left to die on Mount Cithaeron. But a shepherd found thebabe and tended him, and delivered him to another shepherd who tookhim to his master, the King or Corinth... Written by: Sophocles

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Russia Unknown Of course travelling in Russia is no longer what it was. During the last half century a vast network of railways has been constructed, and one can now travel in a comfortable first-class carriage from Berlin to St. Petersburg or Moscow, and thence to Odessa, Sebastopol, the Lower Volga, the Caucasus, Central Asia, or Eastern Siberia... Written by: Unknown

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Of Human Bondage Somerset Maugham The day broke gray and dull. The clouds hung heavily, and there was a rawness in the air that suggested snow. A woman servant came into a room in which a child was sleeping and drew the curtains... Written by: Somerset Maugham

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Scarlet Letter Nathaniel Hawthorne It is a little remarkable, that--though disinclined to talk overmuch of myself and my affairs at the fireside, and to my personal friends--an autobiographical impulse should twice in my life have taken possession of me, in addressing the public... Written by: Nathaniel Hawthorne

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Peter Pan J. M. Barrie All children, except one, grow up. They soon know that they will grow up, and the way Wendy knew was this. One day when she was two years old she was playing in a garden, and she plucked another flower and ran with it to her mother... Written by: J. M. Barrie

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The Seagull Anton Chekhov IRINA ABKADINA, an actress CONSTANTINE TREPLIEFF, her son PETER SORIN, her brother NINA ZARIETCHNAYA, a young girl, the daughter of a rich landowner ILIA SHAMRAEFF, the manager of SORIN’S estate PAULINA, his wife MASHA, their daughter BORIS TRIGORIN, an author EUGENE DORN, a doctor SIMON MEDVIEDENKO, a schoolmaster JACOB, a workman A COOK A MAIDSERVANT The scene is laid on SORIN’S estate. Two years elapse between the third and fourth acts... Written by: Anton Chekhov

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The Secret Sharer Joseph Conrad On my right hand there were lines of fishing stakes resembling a mysterious system of half-submerged bamboo fences, incomprehensible in its division of the domain of tropical fishes, and crazy of aspect as if abandoned forever by some nomad tribe of fishermen now gone to the other end of the ocean; for there was no sign of human habitation as far as the eye could reach... Written by: Joseph Conrad

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Women in the Civil War Civil War Almanac Not all American women remained at home while the men fought the Civil War. Some wives, particularly those of officers, followed their husbands to the front lines of battle and lived with them at soldiers’ camps. Some unmarried women spent time at the soldiers’ camps as well, cooking, doing laundry, and sometimes serving as prostitutes—even though the traditional values of society frowned upon this practice... Written by: Civil War Almanac

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Sister Carrie Theodore Dreiser When Caroline Meeber boarded the afternoon train for Chicago, her total outfit consisted of a small trunk, a cheap imitation alligator-skin satchel, a small lunch in a paper box, and a yellow leather snap purse, containing her ticket, a scrap of paper with her sister’s address in Van Buren Street, and four dollar in money. It was in August, 1889. She was eighteen years or age, bright, timid, and full of the illusions of ignorance and youth... Written by: Theodore Dreiser

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The Song of Roland Anonymous I Charles the King, our Lord and Sovereign,Full seven years hath sojourned in Spain,Conquered the land, and won the western main,Now no fortress against him doth remain,No city walls are left for him to gain,Save Sarraguce, that sits on high mountain.Marsile its King, who feareth not God’s name,Mahumet’s man, he invokes Apollin’s aid,Nor wards off ills that shall to him attain.AOI... Written by: Anonymous

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A Tale of Two Cities Charles Dickens A large cask of wine had been dropped and broken, in the street. The accident had happened in getting it out of a cart; the cask had tumbled out with a run, the hoops had burst, and it lay on the stones just outside the door of the wine-shop, shattered like a walnut-shell. All the people within reach had suspended their business, or their idleness, to run to the spot and drink the wine... Written by: Charles Dickens

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Tamburlaine The Great Christopher Marlowe Enter MYCETES, COSROE, MEANDER, THERIDAMAS, ORTYGIUS, CENEUS, MENAPHON, with others. MYCETES. Brother Cosroe, I find myself agriev’d; Yet insufficient to express the same, For it requires a great and thundering speech: Good brother, tell the cause unto my lords; I know you have a better wit than I... Written by: Christopher Marlowe

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Taming Of The Shrew William Shakespeare Dramatis Personae Persons in the InductionA LORDCHRISTOPHER SLY, a tinkerHOSTESSPAGEPLAYERSHUNTSMENSERVANTS BAPTISTA MINOLA, a rich eman of PaduaVINCENTIO, an old gentleman of PisaLUCENTIO, son to Vincentio; in love with BiancaPETRUCHIO, a gentleman of Verona; suitor to Katherina Suitors to BiancaGREMIOHORTENSIO Servants to LucentioTRANIOBIONDELLO Servants to PetruchioGRUMIOCURTIS PEDANT, set up to personate Vincentio Daughters to BaptistaKATHERINA, the shrewBIANCA WIDOW Tailor, Haberda... Written by: William Shakespeare

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Tarzan Of The Apes Edgar Rice Burroughs had this story from one who had no business to tell it to me, or to any other. I may credit the seductive influence of an old vintage upon the narrator for the beginning of it, and my own skeptical incredulity during the days that followed for the balance of the strange tale... Written by: Edgar Rice Burroughs

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Tell -Tale Heart Edgar Allan Poe TRUE! - nervous - very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses - not destroyed - not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth... Written by: Edgar Allan Poe

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Tempest William Shakespeare DRAMATIS PERSONAE ALONSO, King of NaplesSEBASTIAN, his BrotherPROSPERO, the right Duke of MilanANTONIO, his Brother, the usurping Duke of MilanFERDINAND, Son to the King of NaplesGONZALO, an honest old counsellorADRIAN, LordFRANCISCO,LordCALIBAN, a savage and deformed SlaveTRINCULO, a JesterSTEPHANO, a drunken ButlerMASTER OF A SHIPBOATSWAINMARINERS MIRANDA, Daughter to Prospero ARIEL, an airy Spirit IRIS, presented by SpiritsCERES, presented by SpiritsJUNO, presented by SpiritsNYMPHS, pres... Written by: William Shakespeare

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Tess Of the D' Urbervilles Thomas Hardy On an evening in the latter part of May a middle-aged man was walking homeward from Shaston to the village of Marlott, in the adjoining Vale of Blakemore, or Blackmoor. The pair of legs that carried him were rickety, and there was a bias in his gait which inclined him somewhat to the left of a straight line. He occasionally gave a smart nod, as if in confirmation of some opinion, though he was not thinking of anything in particular... Written by: Thomas Hardy

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The Red Badge Of Courage Stephen Crane The cold passed reluctantly from the earth, and the retiring fogs revealed an army stretched out on the hills, resting. As the landscape changed from brown to green, the army awakened, and began to tremble with eagerness at the noise of rumors. It cast its eyes upon the roads, which were growing from long troughs of liquid mud to proper thoroughfares... Written by: Stephen Crane

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