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John Milton - Paradise Lost: Book V

Book V Now Morn her rosie steps in th' Eastern Clime Advancing, sow'd the Earth with Orient Pearle, When ADAM wak't, so customd, for his sleep Was Aerie light, from pure digestion bred, And…

John Keats: The Eve of St. Agnes

by John Keats Isabella; or, The Pot of BasilPoemsThe Eve of St. Agnes St. Agnes' Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare…

The Picture of Dorian Gray: Chapter 7

by Oscar Wilde Chapter 6Chapter 8Chapter 7 For some reason or other, the house was crowded that night, and the fat Jew manager who met them at the door was beaming from ear to ear…

Aslauga's Knight

Aslauga's KnightIt was curious to see the change which came over Dan after that talk. A weight seemed off his mind; and though the old impetuous spirit flashed out at times, he seemed intent…

Composition Day

Composition Day"Hurry up, boys, it's three o'clock, and Uncle Fritz likes us to be punctual, you know," said Franz one Wednesday afternoon as a bell rang, and a stream of literary-looking…