Portrait of a Lady, by Henry James
> It was in the “office” still that Isabel was sitting on that melancholy afternoon of early spring which I have just mentioned. At this time »
The Birthday Party, by Harold Pinter
> GOLDBERG: You're in a terrible humor today, Mr. Webber. And on your birthday too, with the old lady getting her strength up to »
Tell me not here, it needs not saying, by A.E. Housman
> Tell me not here, it needs not saying, What tune the enchantress plays In aftermaths of soft September Or under blanching mays, For she and »
The Aleph, by Jorge Luis Borges Translation by Borges & Norman Thomas Di Giovanni
> On the burning February morning Beatriz Viterbo died, after braving an agony that never for a single moment gave way to self-pity or fear, I »
Howard's End, by E.M. Forster
> As they were seated at Aunt Juley's breakfast-table at The Bays, parrying her excessive hospitality and enjoying the view of the bay, a »