Francis Scott Fitzgerald – Financing Finnegan
Finnegan and I have the same literary agent to sell our writings for us--but though I'd often been in Mr. Cannon's office just before...
Lord Dunsany – The Field
When one has seen Spring's blossom fall in London, and Summer appear and ripen and decay, as it does early in cities, and one...
Mary Shelley – The Mortal Immortal
JULY 16, 1833. --This is a memorable anniversary for me; on it I complete my three hundred and twenty-third year! The Wandering Jew?--certainly not....
Stephen Crane – The Upturned Face
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"What will we do now?" said the adjutant, troubled and excited.
"Bury him," said Timothy Lean.
The two officers looked down close to their toes where...
Dylan Thomas – Should Lanterns Shine
Should lanterns shine, the holy face,
Caught in an octagon of unaccustomed light,
Would wither up, and any boy of love
Look twice before he fell from...
Edward Frederic Benson – Outside the Door
The rest of the small party staying with my friend Geoffrey Aldwych in the charming old house which he had lately bought at a...
Seumas O’Kelly – The Haven
The long journey over the bog was tiring to the men. They sat about, melancholy and silent, for the hours it lasted. Hike trudged...
Fitz James O’Brien – The Prisoner of War
The Prisoner of War
by Fitz-James O’Brien
As I lie in my cot at night, and look through the open door,
And watch the silken sky that...
George Moore – The Clerk’s Quest
For thirty years Edward Dempsey had worked low down in the list of clerks in the firm of Quin and Wee. He did his...
Arthur Conan Doyle – The Leather Funnel
My friend, Lionel Dacre, lived in the Avenue de Wagram, Paris. His house was that small one, with the iron railings and grass plot...