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Chapter 2
Authors: Austen Jane
Published: December 2020

The acquaintance, thus oddly begun, was neither short nor unimportant. For a whole fortnight the Travellors were fixed at Willingden; Mr. Parker’s sprain proving too serious for him to move sooner.—He had fallen into very good hands. The Heywoods were a thoroughly respectable family,...
Chapter 11
Authors: Austen Jane
Published: December 2020

It would not do.—Not all that the whole Parker race could say among themselves, could produce a happier catastrophé than that the Family from Surry and the Family from Camberwell were one and the same.—The rich Westindians, and the young Ladies Seminary had all...
Chapter XV: I Talk With a Tempter
Authors: Hope Anthony
Published: December 2020

Ruritania is not England, or the quarrel between Duke Michael and myself could not have gone on, with the remarkable incidents which marked it, without more public notice being directed to it. Duels were frequent among all the upper classes, and private quarrels between...
Chapter XVIII: The Forcing of the Trap
Authors: Hope Anthony
Published: December 2020

The position wherein I stood does not appear very favourable to thought; yet for the next moment or two I thought profoundly. I had, I told myself, scored one point. Be Rupert Hentzau’s errand what it might, and the villainy he was engaged on...
Chapter XIX: Face to Face in the Forest
Authors: Hope Anthony
Published: December 2020

For a moment I could see nothing, for the glare of lanterns and torches caught me full in the eyes from the other side of the bridge. But soon the scene grew clear: and it was a strange scene. The bridge was in its...
The Hall Farm
Authors: Eliot George
Published: December 2020

Evidently that gate is never opened: for the long grass and the great hemlocks grow close against it; and if it were opened, it is so rusty, that the force necessary to turn it on its hinges would be likely to pull down the...
The Return Home
Authors: Eliot George
Published: December 2020

While that parting in the wood was happening, there was a parting in the cottage too, and Lisbeth had stood with Adam at the door, straining her aged eyes to get the last glimpse of Seth and Dinah, as they mounted the opposite slope....

“Eh,...
The Health-Drinking
Authors: Eliot George
Published: December 2020

When the dinner was over, and the first draughts from the great cask of birthday ale were brought up, room was made for the broad Mr Poyser at the side of the table, and two chairs were placed at the head. It had been...
The Games
Authors: Eliot George
Published: December 2020

The great dance was not to begin until eight o’clock; but for any lads and lasses who liked to dance on the shady grass before then, there was music always at hand; for was not the band of the Benefit Club capable of playing...
Mrs Poyser “Has Her Say Out”
Authors: Eliot George
Published: December 2020

The next Saturday evening there was much excited discussion at the Donnithorne Arms concerning an incident which had occurred that very day—no less than a second appearance of the smart man in top-boots, said by some to be a mere farmer in treaty for...
The Hidden Dread
Authors: Eliot George
Published: December 2020

It was a busy time for Adam—the time between the beginning of November and the beginning of February, and he could see little of Hetty, except on Sundays. But a happy time, nevertheless; for it was taking him nearer and nearer to March, when...
Sunday Morning
Authors: Eliot George
Published: December 2020

Lisbeth’S touch of rheumatism could not be made to appear serious enough to detain Dinah another night from the Hall Farm, now she had made up her mind to leave her aunt so soon; and at evening the friends must part. “For a long...
II
Authors: James Henry
Published: December 2020

While this exchange of pleasantries took place between the two Ralph Touchett wandered away a little, with his usual slouching gait, his hands in his pockets and his little rowdyish terrier at his heels. His face was turned toward the house, but his eyes...
XXII
Authors: James Henry
Published: December 2020

On one of the first days of May, some six months after old Mr Touchett’s death, a small group that might have been described by a painter as composing well was gathered in one of the many rooms of an ancient villa crowning an...
XXXIII
Authors: James Henry
Published: December 2020

Her fit of weeping, however, was soon smothered, and the signs of it had vanished when, an hour later, she broke the news to her aunt. I use this expression because she had been sure Mrs Touchett would not be pleased; Isabel had only...
XL
Authors: James Henry
Published: December 2020

Isabel had not seen much of Madame Merle since her marriage, this lady having indulged in frequent absences from Rome. At one time she had spent six months in England; at another she had passed a portion of a winter in Paris. She had...
L
Authors: James Henry
Published: December 2020

As the Countess Gemini was not acquainted with the ancient monuments Isabel occasionally offered to introduce her to these interesting relics and to give their afternoon drive an antiquarian aim. The Countess, who professed to think her sister-in–law a prodigy of learning, never made...
LIII
Authors: James Henry
Published: December 2020

It was not with surprise, it was with a feeling which in other circumstances would have had much of the effect of joy, that as Isabel descended from the Paris Mail at Charing Cross she stepped into the arms, as it were—or at any...
Laws of Variation
Authors: Darwin Charles
Published: December 2020

Effects of external conditions—Use and disuse, combined with natural selection; organs of flight and of vision—Acclimatisation—Correlation of growth—Compensation and economy of growth—False correlation—Multiple, rudimentary, and lowly organised structures variable—Parts developed in an unusual manner are highly variable: specific characters more variable than generic: secondary sexual...
On The Imperfection of the Geological Record
Authors: Darwin Charles
Published: December 2020

On the absence of intermediate varieties at the present day—On the nature of extinct intermediate varieties; on their number—On the vast lapse of time, as inferred from the rate of deposition and of denudation—On the poorness of our palæontological collections—On the intermittence of geological formations—On...
The Examination
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

No sooner had Villefort left the drawing-room, than he assumed the grave air of a man who holds the balance of life and death in his hands. Except the recollection of the line of politics his father had adopted, and which, unless he acted...
The Hundred Days
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

M. noirtier was a true prophet, and things progressed rapidly as he had predicted. Every one knows the history of the famous return from Elba, a return which, without example in the past, will probably remain without imitation in the future.

Louis XVIII made only...
The Carnival at Rome
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

When Franz recovered his senses, he saw Albert drinking a glass of water, of which his pallor showed he stood in great need; and the count, who was putting on his costume of paillasse.* He glanced mechanically towards the square;...
The Morrel Family
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

In a very few minutes the count reached No. 7 in the Rue Meslay. The house was of white stone, and in a small court before it were two small beds of beautiful flowers. In the concierge that opened the gate the count recognised...
Robert le Diable
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

The pretext of an Opera engagement was so much the more plausible, as there chanced to be on that very night a more than ordinary attraction at the Académie Royale. Levasseur,* who had been indisposed, made his reappearance in the character of...
At the Gate
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

Our readers must now allow us to transport them again to the enclosure surrounding M. de Villefort’s house, and, behind the gate, half screened from view by the large chestnut-trees which on all sides spread their luxuriant branches, we shall find some persons of...
Bread and Salt
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

Madame de
Morcerf entered an archway of trees with her companion; it was a grove of lindens, leading to a conservatory.

‘It was too warm in the room, was it not, count?’ she asked.

‘Yes, madame; and it was an excellent idea of yours to...
Yanina
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

If Valentine had seen the trembling step and agitated countenance of Franz when he left the chamber of M. Noirtier, even she would have been forced to pity him. Villefort had only just given utterance to a few incoherent sentences, and then...
Beauchamp
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

The daring attempt to rob the count was the topic of conversation throughout Paris for the next fortnight. The dying man had signed a deposition declaring Benedetto to be the assassin. The police had orders to make the strictest search for the murderer. Caderousse’s...
The Challenge
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

‘Then,’ continued Beauchamp, ‘I took advantage of the silence and the darkness to leave the house without being seen. The porter who had let me in was waiting for me at the door, and he led me through the corridors to a side...
Valentine
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

We may easily conceive where Morrel’s appointment was. On leaving Monte Cristo, he walked slowly toward Villefort’s; we say slowly, for Morrel had more than half an hour to spare to go five hundred yards, but he had hurried to take leave of Monte...
The Contract
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

Three days after the scene we have just described, namely, towards five o’clock in the afternoon of the day fixed for the signature of the contract between Mademoiselle Eugénie Danglars and Andrea Cavalcanti,—whom the banker persisted in calling prince—a fresh breeze stirred all the...
The Inn of the Bell and Bottle
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

And now let us leave Mademoiselle Danglars and her friend pursuing their way to Brussels, and return to poor Andrea Cavalcanti, so uncomfortably interrupted in his career of fortune. Notwithstanding his youth, Master Andrea was a very skilful and intelligent boy. We have seen...
The House in the Allées de Meillan
Authors: Dumas Alexandre
Published: December 2020

Ten leagues were covered without a single word being pronounced. Morrel was dreaming, and Monte Cristo was looking at the dreamer.

‘Morrel,’ said the count to him at length, ‘do you regret having followed me?’

‘No, count; but to leave Paris—’

‘If I thought happiness...
1
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

‘Eh bien, mon prince, Gênes et Lucques ne sont plus que des apanages, des family estates de la famille Buonaparte.* Non, je vous préviens, qui si vous ne me dites pas, que nous avons la guerre, si vous vous permettez...
4
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Anna
Pavlovna smiled and promised to take Pierre in hand. She knew his father to be a connection of Prince Vasili’s. The elderly lady who had been sitting with ma tante rose hurriedly and overtook Prince Vasili in the ante-room. All the...
5
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

That same evening there was an animated discussion among the squadron’s officers in Denisov’s quarters.

‘And I tell you, Rostov, that you have to apologize to the colonel!’ said a tall, grizzly-haired staff-captain with enormous moustaches and many wrinkles on his large features, to Rostov...
19
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

The attack of the Sixth Chasseurs secured the retreat of our right flank. In the centre Tushin’s forgotten battery, which had managed to set fire to the Schön Grabern village, delayed the French advance. The French were putting out the fire which the wind...
6
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

It was long since the Rostovs had news of Nikolushka. Not till midwinter was the count at last handed a letter addressed in his son’s handwriting. On receiving it he ran on tiptoe to his study in alarm and haste trying to escape notice,...
12
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Shortly after nine o’clock that evening Weyrother drove with his plans to Kutuzov’s quarters where the council of war was to be held. All the commanders of columns were summoned to the commander-in-chief’s and with the exception of Prince Bagration, who declined to come,...
13
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

That same night Rostov was with a platoon on skirmishing duty in front of Bagration’s detachment. His hussars were placed along the line in couples and he himself rode along the line trying to master the sleepiness that kept coming over him. An enormous...
8
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

‘Ma bonne amie,’ said the little princess after breakfast on the morning of the 19th of March, and her downy little lip rose from old habit, but as sorrow was manifest in every smile, the sound of every word, and even every footstep...
15
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

To say ‘tomorrow’ and keep up a dignified tone was not difficult, but to go home alone, see his sisters, brother, mother, and father, confess and ask for money he had no right to after giving his word of honour, was terrible.

At home they...
1
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

After his interview with his wife Pierre left for Petersburg. At the Torzhok post-station either there were no horses or the postmaster would not supply them. Pierre was obliged to wait. Without undressing, he lay down on the leather sofa in front of a...
2
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

‘I have the pleasure of addressing Count Bezukhov if I am not mistaken,’ said the stranger in a deliberate and loud voice.

Pierre looked silently and inquiringly at him over his spectacles.

‘I have heard of you, my dear sir,’ continued the stranger, ‘and of...
7
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

When Boris and Anna Pavlovna returned to the others Prince Ippolit had the ear of the company. Bending forward in his armchair he said: ‘Le Roi de Prusse!’ and having said this laughed. Everyone turned towards him.

‘Le Roi de Prusse?’...
9
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Bilibin was now at army headquarters in a diplomatic capacity, and though he wrote in French and used French jests and French idioms, he described the whole campaign with a fearless self-censure and self-derision genuinely Russian. Bilibin wrote that the obligation of diplomatic ...
10
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Soon after his admission to the Masonic Brotherhood Pierre went to the Kiev province, where he had the greatest number of serfs, taking with him full directions which he had written down for his own guidance as to what he should do on his...
21
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

The Emperor rode to the square where, facing one another, a battalion of the Preobrazhensky regiment stood on the right and a battalion of the French Guards in their bearskin caps on the left.

As the Tsar rode up to one flank of the battalions,...
5
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

While waiting for the announcement of his appointment to the Committee, Prince Andrei looked up his former acquaintances, particularly those he knew to be in power and whose aid he might need. In Petersburg he now experienced the same feeling he had had on...
10
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Pierre went on with his diary, and this is what he wrote in it during that time:

24th November.

Got up at eight, read the Scriptures, then went to my duties.

(By Iosif Alexeevich’s advice Pierre had entered the service of the State and...
20
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

One morning Colonel Adolf Berg, whom Pierre knew as he knew everybody in Moscow and Petersburg, came to see him. Berg arrived in an immaculate brand-new uniform, with his hair pomaded and brushed forward over his temples as the Emperor Alexander wore his hair....

‘I...
8
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Count Ilya Andreich Rostov had resigned the position of Marshal of the Nobility because it involved him in too much expense, but still his affairs did not improve. Natasha and Nikolai often noticed their parents conferring together anxiously and privately, and heard suggestions of...
9
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Christmas came, and except for the ceremonial Mass, the solemn and wearisome Christmas congratulations from neighbours and servants, and the new dresses everyone put on, there were no special festivities, though the calm frost of twenty degrees below freezing, the dazzling sunshine by day,...
10
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

‘Does it ever happen to you,’ said Natasha to her brother when they had settled down in the sitting-room, ‘does it ever happen to you to feel as if there were nothing more to come—nothing; that everything good is past? And to feel...
12
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

When they all drove back from Pelageya Danilovna’s, Natasha, who always saw and noticed everything, arranged that she and Madame Schoss should go back in the sledge with Dimmler, and Sonya with Nikolai and the maids.

On the way back Nikolai drove at a...
13
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Soon after the Christmas holidays Nikolai told his mother of his love for Sonya and of his firm resolve to marry her. The countess who had long noticed what was going on between them and was expecting this declaration, listened to him in silence,...
17
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Anatole went out of the room and returned a few minutes later wearing a fur coat girt with a silver belt and a sable cap jauntily set on one side and very becoming to his handsome face. Having looked in a mirror, and standing...
2
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

On the 29th of May* Napoleon left Dresden, where he had spent three weeks surrounded by a court that included princes, dukes, kings, and even an emperor. Before leaving, Napoleon showed favour to the emperor, kings and princes who had deserved it,...
14
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

It was nearly three o’clock but no one was yet asleep, when the quartermaster appeared with an order to move on to the little town of Ostrovna.

Still laughing and talking, the officers began hurriedly getting ready, and again boiled some muddy water in the...
18
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

At the beginning of July more and more disquieting reports about the war began to spread in Moscow; people spoke of an appeal by the Emperor to the people, and of his coming himself from the army to Moscow. And as up to the...
6
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Among that number of innumerable categories applicable to the phenomena of human life there are those in which substance prevails and those in which form prevails. To the number of that last sort—as distinguished from village, country, provincial, or even Moscow life—belongs Petersburg life,...
15
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

On receiving command of the armies Kutuzov remembered Prince Andrei and sent an order for him to report at headquarters.

Prince Andrei arrived at Tsarevo-Zaymishche on the very day and at the very hour that Kutuzov was reviewing the troops for the first time.*...
17
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

After the Emperor had left Moscow, life flowed on there in its usual course, and its course was so very usual that it was difficult to remember the recent days of patriotic elation and ardour, hard to believe that Russia was really in danger...
20
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

On the morning of the 25th Pierre was leaving Mozhaisk. At the descent of the high steep hill, down which a winding road led out of the town past the cathedral on the right, where a service was being held and the bells were...
33
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

The chief action of the battle of Borodino was fought within the seven thousand feet between Borodino and Bagration’s flèches. Beyond that space there were, on the one side, a demonstration made by the Russians with Uvarov’s cavalry at midday, and on the other...
13
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

On Saturday the 31st of August everything in the Rostovs’ house seemed topsy-turvy. All the doors were open, all the furniture was being carried out or moved about, and the mirrors and pictures had been taken down. There were trunks in the rooms, and...
21
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

The Russian troops were passing through Moscow from two o’clock at night till two in the afternoon, and bore away with them the wounded and the last of the inhabitants who were leaving.

The greatest crush during the movement of the troops took place at...
24
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

On the evening of the 1st of September, after his interview with Kutuzov, Count Rastopchin had returned to Moscow mortified and offended because he had not been invited to attend the council of war, and because Kutuzov had paid no attention to his offer...
9
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

With regard to military matters, Napoleon immediately on his entry into Moscow gave General Sébastiani strict orders to observe the movements of the Russian army, sent army corps out along the different roads, and charged Murat to find Kutuzov. Then he gave careful directions...
12
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Four weeks had passed since Pierre had been taken prisoner and, though the French had offered to move him from the men’s to the officers’ shed, he had stayed in the shed where he was first put.

In burnt and devastated Moscow Pierre experienced almost...
1
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

The battle of Borodino, with the occupation of Moscow that followed it and the flight of the French without further conflicts, is one of the most instructive phenomena in history.

All historians agree that the external activity of states and nations in their conflicts with...
2
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

One of the most obvious and advantageous departures from the so-called laws of war is the action of scattered groups against men pressed together in a mass. Such action always occurs in wars that take on a national character. In such actions, instead of...
10
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Having returned to the watchman’s hut, Petya found Denisov in the passage. He was awaiting Petya’s return in a state of agitation, anxiety, and self-reproach for having let him go.

‘Thank God!’ he exclaimed. ‘Yes, thank God!’ he repeated, listening to Petya’s rapturous account. ‘But,...
16
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

After the 28th of October, when the frosts began, the flight of the French assumed a still more tragic character, with men freezing, or roasting themselves to death at the camp-fires, while carriages with people dressed in furs continued to drive past carrying away...
1
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

When seeing a dying animal a man feels a sense of horror: substance similar to his own is perishing before his eyes. But when it is a beloved and intimate human being that is dying, besides this horror at the extinction of life there...
2
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Besides a feeling of aloofness from everybody Natasha also experienced a particular feeling of estrangement from the members of her own family. All of them—her father, mother, and Sonya—were so near to her, so familiar, so commonplace, that all their words and feelings seemed...
17
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Pierre was shown into the large brightly-lit dining-room; a few minutes later he heard footsteps and Princess Marya entered with Natasha. Natasha was calm, though a severe and grave expression had again settled on her face. They all three of them now experienced that...
1
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

Seven years had passed. The storm-tossed sea of European history had subsided within its shores and seemed to have become calm. But the mysterious forces that move humanity (mysterious because the laws of their motion are unknown to us) continued to operate.

Though the surface...
2
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

What force moves the nations?

Biographical historians and historians of separate nations understand this force as a power inherent in heroes and rulers. In their narration events occur solely by the will of a Napoleon, an Alexander, or in general the persons they describe. The...
5
Authors: Tolstoy Leo
Published: December 2020

The life of the nations is not contained in the lives of a few men, for the connection between those men and the nations has not been found. The theory that this connection is based on the transference of the collective will of a...
Chapter I
Authors: Gaskell Elizabeth
Published: December 2020

My father's house was in the country, seven miles away from the nearest town. He had been an officer in the navy; but as he had met with some accident that would disable him from ever serving again, he gave up his commission, and...
Chapter II
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

——Then positively, there is nothing in the question, that I can see, either good or bad.—— Then let me tell you, Sir, it was a very unseasonable question at least,—because it scattered and dispersed the animal spirits, whose business it was to have escorted and...
Chapter XIII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

It is so long since the reader of this rhapsodical work has been parted from the midwife, that it is high time to mention her again to him, merely to put him in mind that there is such a body still in the world,...
Chapter XIX
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

I Would sooner undertake to explain the hardest problem in Geometry, than pretend to account for it, that a gentleman of my father's great good sense,—— knowing, as the reader must have observed him, and curious too, in philosophy,--wise also in political reasoning,—and...
Chapter III
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

When my uncle Toby got his map of Namur to his mind, he began immediately to apply himself, and with the utmost diligence, to the study of it; for nothing being of more importance to him than his recovery, and...
Chapter VIII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

It is about an hour and a half's tolerable good reading since my uncle Toby rung the bell,1 when Obadiah was order'd to saddle a horse, and go for Dr. Slop, the man-midwife;---so that no one...
Chapter XI
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

Writing, when properly managed, (as you may be sure I think mine is) is but a different name for conversation: As no one, who knows what he is about in good company, would venture to talk all;—so no author, who understands the just boundaries...
Chapter XIII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

My brother does it, quoth my uncle Toby, out of principle.— In a family-way, I suppose, quoth Dr. Slop.—Pshaw!—said my father,—'tis not worth talking of.
Chapter XIV
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

At the end of the last chapter, my father and my uncle Toby were left both standing, like Brutus and Cassias at the close of the scene1 making up their accounts.

As my father spoke the three last words,—he sat down;—my uncle Toby...
Chapter XIX
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

I Have dropp'd the curtain over this scene for a minute,—to remind you of one thing,—and to inform you of another.

What I have to inform you, comes, I own, a little out of its due course;—for it should have been told a hundred and...
Chapter II
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

"—What prodigious armies you had in Flanders!"

Brother Toby, replied my father, taking his wig from off his head with his right hand, and with his left pulling out a striped India handkerchief1 from his right...
Chapter XVI
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

—Upon my honour, Sir, you have tore every bit of the skin quite off the back of both my hands with your forceps, cried my uncle Toby,—and you have crush'd all my knuckles into the bargain with them, to a jelly....
Chapter XVIII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

It is two hours, and ten minutes,—and no more, cried my father, looking at his watch, since Dr. Slop and Obadiah arrived, and I know not how it happens, brother Toby, but to my imagination it seems almost...

Here pray, Sir, take hold...
Chapter XXIII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

All is quiet and hush, cried my father, at least above stairs,—I hear not one foot stirring.——Prithee, Trim, who is in the kitchen? There is no one soul in the kitchen, answered Trim, making a low bow as he spoke,...
Chapter XXIV
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

Tho' the shock my uncle Toby received the year after the demolition of Dunkirk,1 in his affair with widow Wadman, had fixed him in a resolution, never more to think of the sex, or of aught which...
Chapter XXVI
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

When
Trim came in and told my father, that Dr. Slop was in the kitchen, and busy in making a bridge,—my uncle Toby,—the affair of the jack-boots having just then raised a train of military ideas in his...
Chapter XXX
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

——"All is not gain that is got into the purse."1 ——So that notwithstanding my father had the happiness of reading the oddest books in the universe, and had moreover, in himself, the oddest way of thinking, that ever man in it was...
Chapter XXXII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

"Because," quoth my great grandmother, repeating the words again, "you have little or no nose, Sir"

S'death! cried my great grandfather, clapping his hand upon his nosey—'tis not so small as that comes to;—'tis a full inch longer than my father's. Now, my...
Chapter XXXIII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

What an unconscionable jointure, my dear, do we pay out of this small estate of ours, quoth my grandmother to my grandfather.

My father, replied my grandfather, had no more nose, my dear, saving the mark, than there is upon the back of my hand....
Chapter XXXIX
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

There was not any one scene more entertaining in our family,—and to do it justice in this point; and I here put off my cap and lay it upon the table close beside my ink-horn, on purpose to make my declaration to the world...
CHAPTER VIII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

THOUGH man is of all others the most curious vehicle, said my father, yet at the same time 'tis of so slight a frame and so totteringly put together, that the sudden jerks and hard jostlings it unavoidably meets with in this rugged journey, would...
CHAPTER XVII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

WHEN the misfortune of my NOSE fell so heavily upon my father's head,—the reader remembers that he walked instantly up stairs, and cast himself down upon his bed; and from hence, unless he has a great insight into human nature, he will be apt to...
CHAPTER XX
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

WHAT a rate have I gone on at, curvetting and frisking it away, two up and two down for four volumes together, without looking once behind, or even on one side of me, to see whom I trod upon!—I'll tread upon no one,—quoth I to...
CHAPTER XXV
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

—No doubt, Sir—there is a whole chapter wanting here—and a chasm of ten pages1 made in the book by it—but the bookbinder is neither a fool, or a knave, or a puppy—nor is the book a jot more imperfect, (at least upon that...
CHAPTER XXVII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

ZOUNDS!—————————————————————————————————————————————Z——ds! cried Phutatorius,1 partly to himself—and yet high enough to be heard—and what seemed odd, 'twas uttered in a construction of look, and in a tone of voice, somewhat between that of a man in amazement, and of one in bodily pain....

One or...
CHAPTER XXX
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

—AND pray, said my uncle Toby, leaning upon Yorick, as he and my father were helping him leisurely down the stairs— don't be terrified, madam, this stair-case conversation is not so long as the last—And pray, Yorick, said my...
Chapter VI
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

THOUGH in one sense, our family was certainly a simple machine, as it consisted of a few wheels; yet there was thus much to be said for it, that these wheels were set in motion by so many different springs, and acted one upon the...
Chapter X
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

WHETHER Susannah, by taking her hand too suddenly from off the corporal's shoulder, (by the whisking about of her passions)—— broke a little the chain of his reflections——

Or whether the corporal began to be suspicious, he had got into the doctor's quarters, and was...
Chapter XIV
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

——They are Socrates's children, said my uncle Toby. He has been dead a hundred years ago, replied my mother.

My uncle Toby was no chronologer—so not caring to advance a step but upon safe ground, he laid down his pipe deliberately upon...
Chapter XX
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

THE corporal had not taken his measures so badly in this stroke of artilleryship, but that he might have kept the matter entirely to himself, and left Susannah to have sustained the whole weight of the attack, as she could;—true courage is not...
Chapter XXV
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

'Tis a point settled,—and I mention it for the comfort of *
Confucius, who is apt to get entangled in telling a plain story —that provided he keeps along the line of his story,—he may go backwards and forwards as he will,—'tis still...
Chapter XXVI
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

FIFTY thousand pannier loads of devils—(not of the Archbishop of Benevento's—I mean of Rabelais's devils) with their tails chopped off by their rumps, could not have made so diabolical a scream of it, as I did—when the accident befell me: it...
Chapter XXIX
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

——"which words being heard by all the soldiers which were there, divers of them being inwardly terrified, did shrink back and make room for the assailant: all this did Gymnast very well remark and consider; and therefore, making as if he would have...
CHAPTER XXXIII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

O BLESSED health! cried my father, making an exclamation, as he turned over the leaves to the next chapter,—thou art above all gold and treasure; 'tis thou who enlargest the soul,—and openest all it's powers to receive instruction and to relish virtue.—He that has thee,...
CHAPTER XXXV
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

"THE two great causes, which conspire with each other to shorten life, says lord Verulam, are first——

"The internal spirit, which like a gentle flame, wastes the body down to death:—And secondly, the external air, that parches the body up to ashes:—which two enemies attacking...
Chapter XXXVIII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

IT was undoubtedly, said my uncle Toby, a great happiness for myself and the corporal, that we had all along a burning fever, attended with a most raging thirst, during the whole five and twenty days the flux was upon us in the...
CHAPTER XL
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

THE city of Limerick, the siege of which was begun under his majesty king William himself, the year after I went into the army—lies, an' please your honours, in the middle of a devilish wet, swampy country.—'Tis quite surrounded, said my...
CHAPTER II
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

When my father had danced his white bear backwards and forwards through half a dozen pages, he closed the book for good an' all,—and in a kind of triumph redelivered it into Trim's hand, with a nod to lay it upon the...
CHAPTER III
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

When the cataplasm was ready, a scruple of decorum had unseasonably rose up in Susannah's conscience, about holding the candle, whilst Slop tied it on; Slop had not treated Susannah's distemper with anodines,—and so...

——Oh! oh!——said Slop,...
CHAPTER XI
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

I am so impatient to return to my own story, that what remains of young Le Fever's, that is, from this turn of his fortune, to the time my uncle Toby recommended him for my preceptor, shall be told...
CHAPTER XV
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

-——I'll put him, however, into breeches said my father,—let the world say what it will.
CHAPTER XXIV
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

With two or three other trinkets, small in themselves, but of great regard, which poor Tom, the corporal's unfortunate brother, had sent him over, with the account of his marriage with the Jew's widow there was

A Montero-cap1 and two Turkish...

The...
CHAPTER XXXI
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

Amongst the many ill consequences of the treaty of Utrecht, it was within a point of giving my uncle Toby a surfeit of sieges; and though he recovered his appetite afterwards, yet Calais itself left not a deeper...
CHAPTER XXXII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

I am not insensible, brother Shandy, that when a man, whose profession is arms, wishes, as I have done, for war,—it has an ill aspect to the world;——and that, how just and right soever his motives and intentions may be,—he stands...
CHAPTER XXXIV
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

I told the Christian reader in the beginning of the chapter which preceded my uncle Toby's apologetical oration,— though in a different trope from what I shall make use of now, That the peace of Utrecht was within an...
CHAPTER XXXIX
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

As Susannah was informed by an express from Mrs. Bridget, of my uncle Toby's falling in love with her mistress, fifteen days before it happened,—the contents of which express, Susannah communicated to my mother the next day,—it...
CHAPTER IV
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

"Now before I quit Calais," a travel-writer would say, "it would not be amiss to give some account of it."—Now I think it very much amiss—that a man cannot go quietly through a town, and let it alone, when it does not meddle with him,...
CHAPTER IX
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

There is not a town in all France, which in my opinion, looks better in the map, than MONTREUIL;——I own, it does not look so well in the book of post roads; but when you come to see it—to be sure it looks most...
CHAPTER XXII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

——Get on with you, said the abbess.

——Wh----ysh——ysh—— cried Margarita.

Sh---a——shu-u shu--u—sh--aw shaw'd the abbess.

——Whu—v—w——whew—w—w—whuv'd Margarita, pursing up her sweet lips betwixt a hoot and a whistle.

Thump—thump—thump—obstreperated the abbess of Andoüillets with the end of her gold-headed cane against the bottom of the...
CHAPTER XXVIII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

——Now this is the most puzzled skein of all——for in this last chapter, as far at least as it has help'd me through Auxerre, I have been getting forwards in two different journies together, and with the same dash of the pen—for I...
CHAPTER XXX
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

To those who call vexations, VEXATIONS, as knowing what they are, there could not be a greater, than to be the best part of a day in Lyons, the most opulent and flourishing city in France, enriched with the most fragments of antiquity—and not be...
CHAPTER XXXV
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

As I perceived the commissary of the post-office would have his six livres four sous, I had nothing else for it, but to say some smart thing upon the occasion, worth the money:

And so I set off thus

And pray Mr. commissary, by what...
CHAPTER XXXVII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

WHEN the first transport was over, and the registers of the brain were beginning to get a little out of the confusion into which this jumble of cross accidents had cast them—it then presently occurred to me, that I had left my remarks in the...
Chapter V
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

WHY weavers, gardeners, and gladiators—or a man with a pined leg (proceeding from some ailment in the foot)—should ever have had some tender nymph breaking her heart in secret for them, are points well and duely settled and accounted for, by...
Chapter VIII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

MY uncle Toby and the corporal had posted down with so much heat and precipitation, to take possession of the spot of ground we have so often spoke of, in order to open their campaign as early as the rest of the allies; that they...
Chapter XIII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

WHICH shews, let your reverences and worships say what you will of it (for as for thinking——all who do think—think pretty much alike, both upon it and other matters)——LOVE is certainly, at least alphabetically speaking, one of the most

A gitating

B ewitching

C...
Chapter XXII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

I had escaped, continued the corporal, all that time from falling in love, and had gone on to the end of the chapter, had it not been predestined otherwise——there is no resisting our fate.

It was on a Sunday, in the afternoon, as I told...
Chapter XXXI
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

IF any thing in this world, which my father said, could have provoked my uncle Toby, during the time he was in love, it was the perverse use my father was always making of an expression of Hilarion1 the hermit; who,...
Chapter XXXII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

WELL! dear brother Toby, said my father, upon his first seeing him after he fell in love—and how goes it with your ASSE?

Now my uncle Toby thinking more of the part where he had had the blister, than of Hilarion's metaphor—and our...
CHAPTER II
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

THOUGH the Corporal had been as good as his word in putting my uncle Toby's great ramallie-wig into pipes, yet the time was too short to produce any great effects from it: it had lain many years squeezed up in the corner of his old...
CHAPTER V
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

As Tom's place, an' please your honour, was easy—and the weather warm—it put him upon thinking seriously of settling himself in the world; and as it fell out about that time, that a Jew who kept a sausage shop in the same street, had the...
CHAPTER VI
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

WHEN Tom, an' please your honour, got to the shop, there was nobody in it, but a poor negro girl, with a bunch of white feathers slightly tied to the end of a long cane, flapping away flies—not killing them.——'Tis a pretty picture! said my...
CHAPTER VII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

As Tom, an' please your honour, had no business at that time with the Moorish girl, he passed on into the room beyond to talk to the Jew's widow about love——and his pound of sausages; and being, as I have told your honour, an open,...
CHAPTER XIII
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

Now in ordinary cases, that is, when I am only stupid, and the thoughts rise heavily and pass gummous1 through my pen——

Or that I am got, I know not how, into a cold unmetaphorical vein of infamous writing, and cannot take a plumb-lift...
CHAPTER XVI
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

WHEN my uncle Toby and the Corporal had marched down to the bottom of the avenue, they recollected their business lay the other way; so they faced about and marched up streight to Mrs. Wadman's door.

I warrant your honour; said the Corporal, touching his...
THE INVOCATION.
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

GENTLE Spirit of sweetest humour, who erst didst sit upon the easy pen of my beloved CERVANTES; Thou who glided'st daily through his lattice, and turned'st the twilight of his prison into noon day brightness by thy presence——tinged'st his little urn of water with heaven-sent...
CHAPTER XXIX
Authors: Sterne Laurence
Published: December 2020

IT was like the momentary contest in the moist eye-lids of an April morning, "Whether Bridget should laugh or cry."

She snatch'd up a rolling-pin——'twas ten to one, she had laugh'd——

She laid it down—she cried; and had one single tear of 'em but tasted...
The Model Millionaire
Authors: Wilde Oscar
Published: December 2020

Unless one is wealthy there is no use in being a charming fellow. Romance is the privilege of the rich, not the profession of the unemployed. The poor should be practical and prosaic. It is better to have a permanent income than to be...
The Devoted Friend
Authors: Wilde Oscar
Published: December 2020

One morning the old Water-rat put his head out of his hole. He had bright beady eyes and stiff grey whiskers, and his tail was like a long bit of black india-rubber. The little ducks were swimming about in the pond, looking just like...
The Fisherman and his Soul
Authors: Wilde Oscar
Published: December 2020

Every evening the young Fisherman went out upon the sea, and threw his nets into the water.

When the wind blew from the land he caught nothing, or but little at best, for it was a bitter and black-winged wind, and rough waves rose up...
The House of Judgment
Authors: Wilde Oscar
Published: December 2020

And there was silence in the house of Judgment, and the Man came naked before God.

And God opened the Book of the Life of the Man.*

And God said to the Man, ‘Thy life hath been evil, and thou hast shown cruelty to...
Joachim du Bellay
Authors: Pater Walter
Published: December 2020

In the middle of the sixteenth century, when the spirit of the Renaissance was everywhere and people had begun to look back with distaste on the works of the middle age, the old Gothic manner had still one chance more in borrowing something from...
Chapter I
Authors: Austen Jane
Published: December 2020

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...
Chapter III
Authors: Austen Jane
Published: December 2020

Mr. Woodhouse was fond of society in his own way. He liked very much to have his friends come and see him; and from various united causes, from his long residence at Hartfield, and his good nature, from his fortune, his house,...
Chapter VI
Authors: Austen Jane
Published: December 2020

Emma could not feel a doubt of having given Harriet’s fancy a proper direction and raised the gratitude of her young vanity to a very good purpose, for she found her decidedly more sensible than before of Mr. Elton’s being a remarkably handsome man,...
Chapter XVII
Authors: Austen Jane
Published: December 2020

Mr. and Mrs. John Knightley were not detained long at Hartfield. The weather soon improved enough for those to move who must move; and Mr. Woodhouse having, as usual, tried to persuade his daughter to stay behind with all her children, was obliged to...
Chapter VII
Authors: Austen Jane
Published: December 2020

Emma’s very good opinion of Frank Churchill was a little shaken the following day, by hearing that he was gone off to London, merely to have his hair cut.* A sudden freak seemed to have seized him at breakfast, and he had...
Chapter VIII
Authors: Austen Jane
Published: December 2020

Frank
Churchill came back again; and if he kept his father’s dinner waiting, it was not known at Hartfield; for Mrs. Weston was too anxious for his being a favourite with Mr. Woodhouse, to betray any imperfection which could be concealed.

He came back, had...