Confessions of an English Opium-Eaterby Thomas De QuinceyBEING AN EXTRACT FROM THE LIFE OF A SCHOLAR. From the "London Magazine" for September 1821.TO THE READERI here present you, courteous reader, with the record of a remarkable period in my life: according to my application of it, I trust that it will prove not merely an interesting record, but in a considerable degree useful and instructive. In THAT hope it is that I have drawn it up; and THAT must be my apology for breaking through that delicate and honourable reserve which, for the most part, restrains us from the public exposure of our own errors and infirmities. Nothing, indeed, is more revolting to English feelings than the spec
The Fatal Bootsby William Makepeace ThackerayJanuary.The Birth of the YearFebruary.Cutting WeatherMarch.ShoweryApril.FoolingMay.Restoration DayJune.Marrowbones and CleaversJuly.Summary ProceedingsAugust.Dogs have their DaysSeptember.Plucking a GooseOctober.Mars and Venus in OppositionNovember.A General Post DeliveryDecember."The Winter of Our Discontent"THE FATAL BOOTSJANUARY.THE BIRTH OF THE YEAR.Some poet has observed, that if any man would write down what hasreally happened to him in this mortal life, he would be sure tomake a good book, though he never had met with a single adventure...
MANIFESTO OF THE COMMUNIST PARTYFrom the English edition of 1888, edited by Friedrich EngelsTranscribed by allen lutinswith assistance from Jim TarziaA spectre is haunting Europe the spectre of Communism.All the Powers of old Europe have entered into a holy alliance toexorcise this spectre: Pope and Czar, Metternich and Guizot,French Radicals and German police-spies.Where is the party in opposition that has not been decried asCommunistic by its opponents in power? Where the Oppositionthat has not hurled back the branding reproach of Communism,...
420 BCHIPPOLYTUSby Euripidestranslated by E. P. ColeridgeCHARACTERS IN THE PLAYAPHRODITEHIPPOLYTUS, bastard son of THESEUSATTENDANTS OF HIPPOLYTUSCHORUS OF TROEZENIAN WOMENNURSE OF PHAEDRAPHAEDRA, wife of THESEUSTHESEUSMESSENGERARTEMISHIPPOLYTUSHIPPOLYTUS(SCENE:-Before the royal palace at Troezen. There is a statue ofAPHRODITE on one side; on the other, a statue of ARTEMIS. There isan altar before each image. The goddess APHRODITE appears alone.)...
The Man Who Could Not Loseby Richard Harding DavisThe Carters had married in haste and refused to repent at leisure.So blindly were they in love, that they considered their marriagetheir greatest asset. The rest of the world, as represented bymutual friends, considered it the only thing that could be urgedagainst either of them. While single, each had been popular. As abachelor, young "Champ" Carter had filled his modest placeacceptably. Hostesses sought him for dinners and week-end parties,men of his own years, for golf and tennis, and young girls likedhim because when he talked to one of them he never talked ofhimself, or let his eyes wander toward any other girl. He had been...
The Black Death and The Dancing Maniaby J. F. C. Hecker (translated by B. G. Babington)INTRODUCTIONJustus Friedrich Karl Hecker was one of three generations of distinguished professors of medicine. His father, August Friedrich Hecker, a most industrious writer, first practised as a physician in Frankenhausen, and in 1790 was appointed Professor of Medicine at the University of Erfurt. In 1805 he was called to the like professorship at the University of Berlin. He died at Berlin in 1811.Justus Friedrich Karl Hecker was born at Erfurt in January, 1795. He went, of coursebeing then ten years oldwith his father to Berlin in 1805, studied at Berlin in the Gymnasium and University, but interru
The Fifth Stringby John Philip SousaIThe coming of Diotti to Americahad awakened more than usualinterest in the man and his work. Hismarvelous success as violinist in theleading capitals of Europe, together withmany brilliant contributions to theliterature of his instrument, had long beenfavorably commented on by the criticsof the old world. Many stories of hisstruggles and his triumphs had foundtheir way across the ocean and had beenread and re-read with interest.Therefore, when Mr. Henry Perkins,the well-known impresario, announcedwith an air of conscious pride andpardonable enthusiasm that he had secured...
Fantastic Fablesby Ambrose BierceContents:The Moral Principle and the Material InterestThe Crimson CandleThe Blotted Escutcheon and the Soiled ErmineThe Ingenious PatriotTwo KingsAn Officer and a ThugThe Conscientious OfficialHow Leisure CameThe Moral SentimentThe PoliticiansThe Thoughtful WardenThe Treasury and the ArmsThe Christian SerpentThe Broom of the TempleThe CriticsThe Foolish WomanFather and SonThe Discontented MalefactorA Call to QuitThe Man and the LightningThe Lassoed BearThe Ineffective Rooter...
An Open Letter on TranslatingBy Dr. Martin Luther, 1483-1546Translated from:"Sendbrief von Dolmetschen"in _Dr. Martin Luthers Werke_,(Weimar: Hermann Boehlaus Nachfolger, 1909),Band 30, Teil II, pp. 632-646by Gary Mann, Ph.D.Assistant Professor of Religion/TheologyAugustana CollegeRock Island, IllinoisPrefaceWenceslas Link to all believers in Christ:The wise Solomon says in Proverbs 11: "The people who withholdgrain curse him. But there is a blessing on those who sell it."This verse speaks truly concerning all that can serve the commongood or the well-being of Christendom. This is the reason the...
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVEI cannot feel that I have done my duty as humble historian of the March family, without devoting at least one chapter to the two most precious and important members of it. Daisy and Demi had now arrived at years of discretion, for in this fast age babies of three or four assert their rights, and get them, too, which is more than many of their elders do. If there ever were a pair of twins in danger of being utterly spoiled by adoration, it was these prattling Brookes. Of course they were the most remarkable children ever born, as will be shown when I mention that they walked at eight months, talked fluently at twelve months, and at two years they took their places at table,
To be Read at Duskby Charles DickensOne, two, three, four, five. There were five of them.Five couriers, sitting on a bench outside the convent on the summitof the Great St. Bernard in Switzerland, looking at the remoteheights, stained by the setting sun as if a mighty quantity of redwine had been broached upon the mountain top, and had not yet hadtime to sink into the snow.This is not my simile. It was made for the occasion by thestoutest courier, who was a German. None of the others took anymore notice of it than they took of me, sitting on another bench onthe other side of the convent door, smoking my cigar, like them,...