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William Shakespeare: Coriolanus, Act I, Scene VII
Scene VIIThe gates of CorioliTitus Lartius, having set a guard upon Corioli, going with drum and trumpet toward Cominius and Caius Marcius, enters with Lieutenant, other Soldiers, and a…Poems and Songs of Robert Burns: Song-Wha Is That At My Bower-Door
by Robert Burns Song-Green Grow The RashesSong-Wha Is That At My Bower-Door Tune-"Lass, an I come near thee." "Wha is that at my bower-door?" "O wha is it but Findlay…Fantastic Fables by Ambrose Bierce: The Catted Anarchist
At Heaven's Gate The Honourable Member The Catted Anarchist AN Anarchist Orator who had been struck in the face with a Dead Cat by some Respector of Law to him unknown, had the Dead…Esther: 4
Esther Chapter 4 1 When Mordecai perceived all that was done, Mordecai rent his clothes, and put on sackcloth with ashes, and went out into the midst of the city, and cried with a loud and a…Judith: 1
Judith Chapter 1 1 In the twelfth year of the reign of Nabuchodonosor, who reigned in Nineve, the great city; in the days of Arphaxad, which reigned over the Medes in Ecbatane, 2…How Achilles fought with Hector, and slew him, and brought his body to the ships.
Book: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 How Achilles fought with Hector, and slew him, and brought his body to the ships.Thus they throughout the city,…Amy Lowell: IV
IVA vile day, Porter. But keep your wits about you. The Empress will soon be here. Queer, without the Emperor! It is indeed, but best not consider that. Scratch your head and prick up…The Journals of Lewis & Clark: Clark, December 30, 1805
Day 1104 Day 1106 Clark, December 30, 1805 Monday 30th December 1805 Hard wind and Some rain last night. this morning the Sun Shown for a Short time- four Indians came down from the War…The River Merchants Wife: A Letter
The River Merchants Wife: A LetterWhile my hair was still cut straight across my forehead Played I about the front gate, pulling flowers. You came by on bamboo stilts, playing horse, You…Poem by the Bridge at Ten-Shin
Poem by the Bridge at Ten-ShinMarch has come to the bridge head, Peach boughs and apricot boughs hang over a thousand gates, At morning there are flowers to cut the heart, And evening drives…