Malleus Maleficarum, by Heinrich Krämer
> Who could make an account of their having inflicted other illness in the bodies of humans, like blindness or very sharp pains and agonies? Nonetheless, »
Love Among the Ruins, by Robert Browning
> Where the quiet-coloured end of evening smiles, Miles and miles On the solitary pastures where our sheep Half-asleep Tinkle homeward thro' the twilight, stray »
Marc Chagall, Selected Works
Calvary (Golgotha) The Drunkard The Fiddler Still-Life Bella With White Collar To My Betrothed I and the Village Half-Past Three (The Poet)] Paris Through the Window »
Dear Mili, by Wilhelm Grimm with Illustrations by Maurice Sendak
I will lead you by a shorter way. You will be with your mother soon, but you will find the going hard. Dear Mili, by Wilhelm »
The Ballad of Reading Gaol, by Oscar Wilde
> I He did not wear his scarlet coat, For blood and wine are red, And blood and wine were on his hands When they found »