by 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 […]
by Joseph Conrad The white man, leaning with both arms over the roof of the little house in the stern of the boat, said to the steersman– “We will pass the […]
by Katherine Mansfield ” Y’ARE very snug in here,” piped old Mr. Woodifield, and he peered out of the great, green leather armchair by his friend the boss’s desk as a […]
by William Wordsworth Strange fits of passion have I known:And I will dare to tell,But in the lover’s ear alone,What once to me befell. When she I loved looked every […]
By William Shakespeare Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?Thou art more lovely and more temperate:Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,And summer’s lease hath all too short […]
