Moby-Dick · Excerpt
Call me Ishmael. Some years ago—never mind how long precisely—having little or no money in my purse, and nothing part…
Call me Ishmael. Some years ago—never mind how long precisely—having little or no money in my purse, and nothing part…
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was …
HIGH above the city, on a tall column, stood the statue of the Happy Prince. He was gilded all over with thin leaves …
The wine was red wine, and had stained the ground of the narrow street in the suburb of Saint Antoine, in Paris, wher…
But before he had opened his wings, a third drop fell, and he looked up, and saw—Ah! what did he see? The eyes of the…
You will rejoice to hear that no disaster has accompanied the commencement of an enterprise which you have regarded w…
To Sherlock Holmes she is always the woman. I have seldom heard him mention her under any other name. In his eyes she…
Tom appeared on the sidewalk with a bucket of whitewash and a long-handled brush. He surveyed the fence, and all glad…
My father now and then sending me small sums of money, I laid them out in learning navigation, and other parts of the…
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife. …
“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?” “That depends a good deal on where you want to get to…
I remember him as if it were yesterday, as he came plodding to the inn door, his sea-chest following behind him in a …
Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twic…
The old lady pulled her spectacles down and looked over them about the room; then she put them up and looked out unde…
After a silence of several minutes, he came towards her in an agitated manner, and thus began:-- “In vain have I stru…