Letters to His Son, 1750by The Earl of ChesterfieldLETTERS TO HIS SONBy the EARL OF CHESTERFIELDon the Fine Art of becoming aMAN OF THE WORLDand aGENTLEMANLETTER CLONDON, January 8, O. S. 1750DEAR BOY: I have seldom or never written to you upon the subject of religion and morality; your own reason, I am persuaded, has given you true notions of both; they speak best for themselves; but if they wanted assistance, you have Mr. Harte at hand, both for precept and example; to your own reason, therefore, and to Mr. Harte, shall I refer you for the reality of both, and confine myself in this letter
Fraternityby John GalsworthyCHAPTER ITHE SHADOWIn the afternoon of the last day of April, 190-, a billowy sea of little broken clouds crowned the thin air above High Street, Kensington. This soft tumult of vapours, covering nearly all the firmament, was in onslaught round a patch of blue sky, shaped somewhat like a star, which still gleameda single gentian flower amongst innumerable grass. Each of these small clouds seemed fitted with a pair of unseen wings, and, as insects flight on their too constant journeys, they were setting forth all ways round this starry blossom which burned so clea
To William Howells "Praise not the day until evening has e; a woman until she is burnt; a sword until it is tried; a maiden until she is married; ice until it has been crossed; beer until it has been drunk." VIKING PROVERB "Evil is of old date." ARAB PROVERB INTRODUCTION THE IBN FADLAN MANUSCRIPT REPRESENTS THE earliest known eyewitness account of Viking life and society. It is an extraordinary document, describing in vivid detail events which occurred more than a thousand years ago. The manuscript has not, of course, survived intact over that enormous span of time. It has a peculiar his
December 6, 1996 Epworth Heights Luddington, Michigan My Dearest Kay, 1 am sitting on the porch, staring out at Lake Michigan as a sharp wind reminds me I need to cut my hair. 1 am remembering when we were here last, both of us abandoning who and what we are for one precious moment in the history of our time. Kay, I need you to listen to me. You are reading this because I am dead When I decided to write it, 1 asked Senator Lord to deliver it to you in person in the early part of December, a year after my death. I know how hard Christmas has always been for you, and now it must be unbear
420 BCPEACEby Aristophanesanonymous translatorCHARACTERS IN THE PLAYTRYGAEUSTWO SERVANTS OF TRYGAEUSDAUGHTERS OF TRYGAEUSHERMESWARTUMULTHIEROCLES, a SoothsayerAN ARMOURERA SICKLE-MAKERA CREST-MAKERSON OF LAMACHUSSON OF CLEONYMUSCHORUS OF HUSBANDMENPEACE(SCENE:-Behind the Orchestra on the right the farmhouse of...
The Grey BrethrenThe Grey Brethren1- Page 2-The Grey BrethrenThe Grey BrethrenSome of the happiest remembrances of my childhood are of days spentin a little Quaker colony on a high hill.The walk was in itself a preparation, for the hill was long and steepand at the mercy of the north-east wind; but at the top, sheltered by acopse and a few tall trees, stood a small house, reached by a flagged...
The Essays of Montaigne, V17by Michel de MontaigneTranslated by Charles CottonEdited by William Carew Hazilitt1877CONTENTS OF VOLUME 17.IX. Of VanityCHAPTER IXOF VANITYThere is, peradventure, no more manifest vanity than to write of it sovainly. That which divinity has so divinely expressed to us ["Vanityof vanities: all is vanity."Eccles., i. 2.] ought to be carefully andcontinually meditated by men of understanding. Who does not see that Ihave taken a road, in which, incessantly and without labour, I shallproceed so long as there shall be ink and paper in the world? I can give...
THE HOUSE OF PRIDETHE HOUSE OF PRIDEBy Jack London1- Page 2-THE HOUSE OF PRIDEPercival Ford wondered why he had come. He did not dance. Hedid not care much for army people. Yet he knew them allgliding andrevolving there on the broad lanai of the Seaside, the officers in theirfresh-starched uniforms of white, the civilians in white and black, and...
History of Friedrich II of Prussia V 17by Thomas CarlyleTHE SEVEN-YEARS WAR: FIRST CAMPAIGN.1756-1757.Chapter I.WHAT FRIEDRICH HAD READ IN THE MENZEL DOCUMENTS.The ill-informed world, entirely unaware of what Friedrich had been studying and ascertaining, to his bitter sorrow, for four years past, was extremely astonished at the part he took in those French- English troubles; extremely provoked at his breaking out again into a Third Silesian War, greater than all the others, and kindling all Europe in such a way. The ill-informed world rang violently, then and long after, with a Controversy, "
Songs of Travel and Other Versesby Robert Louis StevensonCONTENTSI. THE VAGABOND - Give to me the life I loveII. YOUTH AND LOVE: I. - Once only by the garden gateIII. YOUTH AND LOVE: II. - To the heart of youth the world isa highwaysideIV. In dreams, unhappy, I behold you standV. She rested by the Broken BrookVI. The infinite shining heavensVII. Plain as the glistering planets shineVIII. To you, let snows and rosesIX. Let Beauty awake in the morn from beautiful dreams...
CHAPTER I SECRET PAPER-WORK THE TWO thirty-eights roared simultaneously. The walls of the underground room took the crash of sound and batted it to and fro between them until there was silence. James Bond watched the smoke being sucked from each end of the room towards the central Ventaxia fan. The memory in his right hand of how he had drawn and fired with one sweep from the left made him confident. He broke the chamber sideways out of the Colt Detective Special and waited, his gun pointing at the floor, while the Instructor walked the twenty yards towards him through the half-light of t
MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHINGMUCH ADO ABOUTNOTHINGWilliam Shakespeare15991- Page 2-MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHINGDramatis PersonaeDon Pedro, Prince of Arragon. Don John, his bastard brother. Claudio,a young lord of Florence. Benedick, a Young lord of Padua. Leonato,Governor of Messina. Antonio, an old man, his brother. Balthasar,...
El Doradoby Baroness OrczyFOREWORDThere has of late years crept so much confusion into the mind ofthe student as well as of the general reader as to the identity ofthe Scarlet Pimpernel with that of the Gascon Royalist plotterknown to history as the Baron de Batz, that the time seemsopportune for setting all doubts on that subject at rest.The identity of the Scarlet Pimpernel is in no way whateverconnected with that of the Baron de Batz, and even superficialreflection will soon bring the mind to the conclusion that greatfundamental differences existed in these two men, in their...
The Book of Teaby Kakuzo OkakuraI. The Cup of HumanityTea began as a medicine and grew into a beverage. In China, in the eighth century, it entered the realm of poetry as one of the polite amusements. The fifteenth century saw Japan ennoble it into a religion of aestheticismTeaism. Teaism is a cult founded on the adoration of the beautiful among the sordid facts of everyday existence. It inculcates purity and harmony, the mystery of mutual charity, the romanticism of the social order. It is essentially a worship of the Imperfect, as it is a tender attempt to accomplish something possib
SHERLOCK HOLMESTHE ADVENTURE OF THE SIX NAPOLEONSby Sir Arthur Conan DoyleIt was no very unusual thing for Mr. Lestrade, of Scotland Yard,to look in upon us of an evening, and his visits were welcome toSherlock Holmes, for they enabled him to keep in touch with all thatwas going on at the police headquarters. In return for the newswhich Lestrade would bring, Holmes was always ready to listen withattention to the details of any case upon which the detective wasengaged, and was able occasionally, without any active interference,...
The Clue of the Twisted Candleby Edgar WallaceCHAPTER IThe 4.15 from Victoria to Lewes had been held up at Three Bridges in consequence of a derailment and, though John Lexman was fortunate enough to catch a belated connection to Beston Tracey, the wagonette which was the sole communication between the village and the outside world had gone."If you can wait half an hour, Mr. Lexman," said the station-master, "I will telephone up to the village and get Briggs to come down for you."John Lexman looked out upon the dripping landscape and shrugged his shoulders....