The Contemporary Novel by H. G. Wells Circumstances have made me think a good deal at different...
In the elder English dramatists, and mainly in the plays Of Beaumont and Fletcher, there is a...
Charles Dickens by Andrew Lang “I cannot read Dickens!” How many people make this confession, with a...
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How to Draw Lightning from the Clouds by Benjamin Franklin As frequent mention is made in public...
A Look at Poets and Poetry of the 1800s from 1888 by William Davenport Adams The succession...
Alpine Diversions by Robert Louis Stevenson There will be no lack of diversion in an Alpine sanitarium. ...
Literary Composition H. P. Lovecraft In a former article our readers have been shewn the fundamental sources...
“Me, already, as the tragic poet would say, the voice of fate calls. Soon I must drink...
Speaking of homes, I am building one now, and I venture to assert that very few homes...
THE REAL WAR WILL NEVER GET IN THE BOOKS by Walt Whitman And so good-bye to the...
The Death of My Wife by Mark Twain To-morrow will be the thirty-sixth anniversary of our marriage....
English Poetesses by Oscar Wilde (Queen, December 8, 1888.) England has given to the world one great...
Ovid, Met. i. 355. We two are a multitude. One would think that the larger the company...
