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The Way We Live Now - Chapter 41. All Prepared The Way We Live Now - Chapter 41. All Prepared

The Way We Live Now - Chapter 41. All Prepared
CHAPTER XLI. ALL PREPAREDDuring all these days Miss Melmotte was by no means contented with her lover's prowess, though she would not allow herself to doubt his sincerity. She had not only assured him of her undying affection in the presence of her father and mother, had not only offered to be chopped in pieces on his behalf, but had also written to him, telling how she had a large sum of her father's money within her power, and how willing she was to make it her own, to throw over her father and... Long Stories - Post by : pamela - Author : Anthony Trollope - Read : 2648

The Way We Live Now - Chapter 48. Ruby A Prisoner The Way We Live Now - Chapter 48. Ruby A Prisoner

The Way We Live Now - Chapter 48. Ruby A Prisoner
CHAPTER XLVIII. RUBY A PRISONERRuby had run away from her lover in great dudgeon after the dance at the Music Hall, and had declared that she never wanted to see him again. But when reflection came with the morning her misery was stronger than her wrath. What would life be to her now without her lover? When she escaped from her grandfather's house she certainly had not intended to become nurse and assistant maid-of-all-work at a London lodging-house. The daily toil she could endure, and the hard... Long Stories - Post by : camtex1 - Author : Anthony Trollope - Read : 2965

Life (fragment) Life (fragment)

Life (fragment)
A train of gay and clouded daysDappled with joy and grief and praise,Beauty to fire us, saints to save,Escort us to a little grave. No fate, save by the victim's fault, is low,For God hath writ all dooms magnificent,So guilt not traverses his tender will. Around the man who seeks a noble end,Not angels but divinities attend. From high to higher forces The scale of power uprears,The heroes on their horses, The gods upon their spheres. This shining moment is an edificeWhich the... Poems - Post by : petertwist - Author : Ralph Waldo Emerson - Read : 1328

The Adventures Of Peter Pan (peter Pan And Wendy) - Chapter 16 - The Return Home The Adventures Of Peter Pan (peter Pan And Wendy) - Chapter 16 - The Return Home

The Adventures Of Peter Pan (peter Pan And Wendy) - Chapter 16 - The Return Home
By three bells that morning they were all stirring their stumps (legs); for there was a big sea running; and Tootles, the bo'sun, was among them, with a rope's end in his hand and chewing tobacco. They all donned pirate clothes cut off at the knee, shaved smartly, and tumbled up, with the true nautical roll and hitching their trousers.It need not be said who was the captain. Nibs and John were first and second mate. There was a woman aboard. The rest were tars (sailors) before the mast, and lived... Long Stories - Post by : alesf - Author : James Matthew Barrie - Read : 2138

The Hunchback Of Notre Dame (notre-dame De Paris) - Volume 1 - Book 2 - Chapter 5. Result Of The Dangers The Hunchback Of Notre Dame (notre-dame De Paris) - Volume 1 - Book 2 - Chapter 5. Result Of The Dangers

The Hunchback Of Notre Dame (notre-dame De Paris) - Volume 1 - Book 2 - Chapter 5. Result Of The Dangers
Volume I Book Second Chapter V Gringoire, thoroughly stunned by his fall, remained on the pavement in front of the Holy Virgin at the street corner. Little by little, he regained his senses; at first, for several minutes, he was floating in a sort of half-somnolent revery, which was not without its charm, in which aeriel figures of the gypsy and her goat were coupled with Quasimodo's heavy fist. This state lasted but a short time. A decidedly vivid sensation of cold in the part of his body which... Long Stories - Post by : Creation - Author : Victor Hugo - Read : 2422

Geographical Knowledge Geographical Knowledge

Geographical Knowledge
(A MEMORY OF CHRISTIANA C-) Where Blackmoor was, the road that led To Bath, she could not show,Nor point the sky that overspread Towns ten miles off or so.But that Calcutta stood this way, Cape Horn there figured fell,That here was Boston, here Bombay, She could declare full well.Less known to her the track athwart Froom Mead or Yell'ham WoodThan how to make some Austral port In seas of surly mood.She saw the glint of Guinea's shore Behind the plum-tree nigh,Heard old unruly Biscay's roar In... Poems - Post by : Ravenaven - Author : Thomas Hardy - Read : 2001

War And Peace - Book Two: 1805 - Chapter 18 War And Peace - Book Two: 1805 - Chapter 18

War And Peace - Book Two: 1805 - Chapter 18
Prince Bagration, having reached the highest point of our rightflank, began riding downhill to where the roll of musketry was heardbut where on account of the smoke nothing could be seen. The nearerthey got to the hollow the less they could see but the more theyfelt the nearness of the actual battlefield. They began to meetwounded men. One with a bleeding head and no cap was being draggedalong by two soldiers who supported him under the arms. There was agurgle in his throat and he was spitting blood.... Long Stories - Post by : wizard - Author : Leo Tolstoy - Read : 428

War And Peace - Book Ten: 1812 - Chapter 3 War And Peace - Book Ten: 1812 - Chapter 3

War And Peace - Book Ten: 1812 - Chapter 3
When Michael Ivanovich returned to the study with the letter, theold prince, with spectacles on and a shade over his eyes, wassitting at his open bureau with screened candles, holding a paper inhis outstretched hand, and in a somewhat dramatic attitude was readinghis manuscript- his "Remarks" as he termed it- which was to betransmitted to the Emperor after his death.When Michael Ivanovich went in there were tears in the prince's eyesevoked by the memory of the time when the paper he was now reading... Long Stories - Post by : chipper - Author : Leo Tolstoy - Read : 1947

Fragment: Supposed To Be An Epithalamium Fragment: Supposed To Be An Epithalamium

Fragment: Supposed To Be An Epithalamium
'Tis midnight now--athwart the murky air,Dank lurid meteors shoot a livid gleam;From the dark storm-clouds flashes a fearful glare,It shows the bending oak, the roaring stream.I pondered on the woes of lost mankind, I pondered on the ceaseless rage of Kings;My rapt soul dwelt upon the ties that bindThe mazy volume of commingling things,When fell and wild misrule to man stern sorrow brings.I heard a yell--it was not the knell, When the blasts on the wild lake sleep,That floats on the pause of the... Poems - Post by : wjteller - Author : Percy Bysshe Shelley - Read : 1649

War And Peace - Second Epilogue - Chapter 1 War And Peace - Second Epilogue - Chapter 1

War And Peace - Second Epilogue - Chapter 1
History is the life of nations and of humanity. To seize and putinto words, to describe directly the life of humanity or even of asingle nation, appears impossible.The ancient historians all employed one and the same method todescribe and seize the apparently elusive- the life of a people.They described the activity of individuals who ruled the people, andregarded the activity of those men as representing the activity of thewhole nation.The question: how did individuals make nations act as they wishedand... Long Stories - Post by : Iceman - Author : Leo Tolstoy - Read : 818

Anna Karenina - Part Seven - Chapter 4 Anna Karenina - Part Seven - Chapter 4

Anna Karenina - Part Seven - Chapter 4
Lvov, the husband of Natalia, Kitty's sister, had spent all hislife in foreign capitals he had been educated, and hadbeen in the diplomatic service.During the previous year he had left the diplomatic service, notowing to any "unpleasantness" (he never had any "unpleasantness"with any one), and was transferred to the department of the courtof the palace in Moscow, in order to give his two boys the besteducation possible.In spite of the striking contrast in their habits and views andthe fact that... Long Stories - Post by : Seanj777 - Author : Leo Tolstoy - Read : 592

Wuthering Heights - Chapter VIII Wuthering Heights - Chapter VIII

Wuthering Heights - Chapter VIII
ON the morning of a fine June day my first bonny little nursling,and the last of the ancient Earnshaw stock, was born. We were busywith the hay in a far-away field, when the girl that usuallybrought our breakfasts came running an hour too soon across themeadow and up the lane, calling me as she ran.'Oh, such a grand bairn!' she panted out. 'The finest lad thatever breathed! But the doctor says missis must go: he says she'sbeen in a consumption these many months. I heard him tell Mr.Hindley:... Long Stories - Post by : insightful - Author : Emily Bronte - Read : 3043

The Count Of Monte Cristo - Chapter 44 - The Vendetta The Count Of Monte Cristo - Chapter 44 - The Vendetta

The Count Of Monte Cristo - Chapter 44 - The Vendetta
"At what point shall I begin my story, your excellency?"asked Bertuccio."Where you please," returned Monte Cristo, "since I knownothing at all of it.""I thought the Abbe Busoni had told your excellency.""Some particulars, doubtless, but that is seven or eightyears ago, and I have forgotten them.""Then I can speak without fear of tiring your excellency.""Go on, M. Bertuccio; you will supply the want of theevening papers.""The story begins in 1815.""Ah," said Monte Cristo, "1815 is not yesterday.""No,... Long Stories - Post by : Frank_Harris - Author : Alexandre Dumas - Read : 1464

The Hunter Of The Prairies The Hunter Of The Prairies

The Hunter Of The Prairies
Ay, this is freedom!--these pure skies Were never stained with village smoke:The fragrant wind, that through them flies, Is breathed from wastes by plough unbroke.Here, with my rifle and my steed, And her who left the world for me,I plant me the red deer feed In the green desert--and am free.For here the fair savannas know No barriers in the bloomy grass;Wherever breeze of heaven may blow, Or beam of heaven may glance, I pass.In pastures, measureless as air, The bison is my noble game;The bounding... Poems - Post by : henryc - Author : William Cullen Bryant - Read : 1788

The Rescue - PART II. THE SHORE OF REFUGE - Chapter II The Rescue - PART II. THE SHORE OF REFUGE - Chapter II

The Rescue - PART II. THE SHORE OF REFUGE - Chapter II
It was in the most unknown perhaps of such spots, a small bay onthe coast of New Guinea, that young Pata Hassim, the nephew ofone of the greatest chiefs of Wajo, met Lingard for the firsttime.He was a trader after the Wajo manner, and in a stout sea-goingprau armed with two guns and manned by young men who were relatedto his family by blood or dependence, had come in there to buysome birds of paradise skins for the old Sultan of Ternate; arisky expedition undertaken not in the way of business but... Long Stories - Post by : Bruce_Springste - Author : Joseph Conrad - Read : 3041

The Rescue - PART VI. THE CLAIM OF LIFE AND THE TOLL OF DEATH - Chapter IX The Rescue - PART VI. THE CLAIM OF LIFE AND THE TOLL OF DEATH - Chapter IX

The Rescue - PART VI. THE CLAIM OF LIFE AND THE TOLL OF DEATH - Chapter IX
In a roomy cabin, furnished and fitted with austere comfort, Mr.Travers reposed at ease in a low bed-place under a snowy whitesheet and a light silk coverlet, his head sunk in a white pillowof extreme purity. A faint scent of lavender hung about the freshlinen. Though lying on his back like a person who is seriouslyill Mr. Travers was conscious of nothing worse than a greatfatigue. Mr. Travers' restfulness had something faintlytriumphant in it. To find himself again on board his yacht hadsoothed... Long Stories - Post by : rlscott - Author : Joseph Conrad - Read : 2165

Uncle Tom's Cabin - Volume I - Chapter XVII - The Freeman's Defence Uncle Tom's Cabin - Volume I - Chapter XVII - The Freeman's Defence

Uncle Tom's Cabin - Volume I - Chapter XVII - The Freeman's Defence
There was a gentle bustle at the Quaker house, as theafternoon drew to a close. Rachel Halliday moved quietly to andfro, collecting from her household stores such needments as couldbe arranged in the smallest compass, for the wanderers who were togo forth that night. The afternoon shadows stretched eastward,and the round red sun stood thoughtfully on the horizon, and hisbeams shone yellow and calm into the little bed-room where Georgeand his wife were sitting. He was sitting with his child on... Long Stories - Post by : bembaman - Author : Harriet Beecher Stowe - Read : 2390

The Unspeakable Perk - Chapter XIII - LEFT BEHIND The Unspeakable Perk - Chapter XIII - LEFT BEHIND

The Unspeakable Perk - Chapter XIII - LEFT BEHIND
Dawn crested, poised, and broke in a surf of splendor upon thegreat mountain-line that overhangs Puerto del Norte. Where, atthe corporation dock, there had lurked the shadow of a yacht,gray-black against blue-black, there now swung a fairy ship ofpurest silver, cradled upon a swaying mirror. Tiny insects,touched to life by the radiance, scuttled busily about her decksand swarmed out upon the dock. The seagoing yacht Polly hadawakened early.Down the mule path that forms the shortest cut from the railwaystation... Long Stories - Post by : bridob - Author : Samuel Hopkins Adams - Read : 2748

Pride And Prejudice - Chapter XXXVIII Pride And Prejudice - Chapter XXXVIII

Pride And Prejudice - Chapter XXXVIII
Chapter 38On Saturday morning Elizabeth and Mr. Collins met for breakfast a few minutes before the others appeared; and he took the opportunity of paying the parting civilities which he deemed indispensably necessary."I know not, Miss Elizabeth," said he, "whether Mrs. Collins has yet expressed her sense of your kindness in coming to us; but I am very certain you will not leave the house without receiving her thanks for it. The favor of your company has been much felt, I assure you. We know how little... Long Stories - Post by : bizopp2002 - Author : Jane Austen - Read : 760

The Man In The Iron Mask - Chapter XXI - The King's Friend The Man In The Iron Mask - Chapter XXI - The King's Friend

The Man In The Iron Mask - Chapter XXI - The King's Friend
Fouquet was waiting with anxiety; he had already sent away many of hisservants and friends, who, anticipating the usual hour of his ordinaryreceptions, had called at his door to inquire after him. Preserving theutmost silence respecting the danger which hung suspended by a hair abovehis head, he only asked them, as he did every one, indeed, who came tothe door Aramis was. When he saw D'Artagnan return, and when heperceived the bishop of Vannes behind him, he could hardly restrain hisdelight; it... Long Stories - Post by : Joe_D. - Author : Alexandre Dumas - Read : 1555