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..., consequências e responsabilidades de cada um deles para com a própria vida. Um roteiro integrante e angustiante, salpicado de bom humor, que levará o leitor, porque não expectador, a uma divertida, mas séria reflexão....

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...O Pioneers! tells the story of the Bergsons, a family of Swedish immigrants in the farm country near Hanover, Nebraska, (a fictional town near Glenvil) around the turn of the 20th century. The main character, Alexandra Bergso...

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...O Ateneu é um romance do escritor brasileiro Raul Pompeia, considerado como o único exemplar de romance impressionista na literatura brasileira. Publicado pela primeira vez em 1888, o livro conta a história de Sérgio, um meni...

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...Ausgangspunkt der „Marquise von O.“ ist die skandalöse Begebenheit einer unwissentlich zustande gekommenen Schwangerschaft. Durch verschiedene sprachliche Mittel wird der Geschichte ein Eindruck von Authentizität verliehen. Zu diesen Mitteln zählen beispiel...

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...O Pioneers! tells the story of the Bergsons, a family of Swedish immigrants in the farm country near the fictional town of Hanover, Nebraska, at the turn of the 20th century. The main character, Alexandra Bergson, inherits th...

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...volunteers bring you 17 recordings of O Hollow Hollow Hollow by W.S. Gilbert. This was the Weekly Poetry project for January 8, 2012. Here is a poem by the fleshly poet, Bunthorne, from the opera Patience, by Gilbert and Sullivan. Who better to introduce it than ...

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Excerpt: The O?Conors of Castle Conor, County Mayo by Anthony Trollope.

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... Anthony Trollope A PENN STATE ELECTRONIC CLASSICS SERIES PUBLICATION The O’Conors of Castle Conor, County Mayo by Anthony Trollope is a publication ... ...he document or for the file as an electronic transmission, in any way. The O’Conors of Castle Conor, County Mayo by Anthony Trollope, the Pennsylvania... ...ate University is an equal opportunity university. 3 Anthony Trollope The O’Conors of Castle Conor, County Mayo by Anthony Trollope I shall never fo... ... I ever cease to be grateful for the hospitality which I received from the O’Conors of Castle Conor. My acquaintance with the family was first made in... ...an, you say,” said old Sir P- C-; “and in that case you will soon know Tom O’Conor. Tom won’t let you be dull. I’d write you a letter to Tom, only he’... ...than that contained in Sir P-’s promise that I should soon know Mr. Thomas O’Conor. I had already provided myself with a horse, groom, saddle and brid... ...avant, that the Ballyglassians might know that I was somebody. Per- 4 The O’Conors of Castle Conor, County Mayo haps, before I arrived Tom O’Conor mi... ... me, however, and soon found out 5 Anthony Trollope which of them was Tom O’Conor. He was a fine-looking fellow, thin and tall, but not largely made,... ... day, as you are a stranger here,” said one gentleman to me. This was Jack O’Conor, Tom’s eldest son, my bosom friend for many a year after. Poor Jack...

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...O nome do autor é ocasionalmente grafado como Dostoievsky – foi um escritor russo, considerado um dos maiores romancistas da literatura russa e um dos mais inovadores artistas de todos os tempos. Nesta obra, que lembra uma pe...

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...r strada, la vedova Carmela costretta a chiudere un suo maschietto all’Albergo dei Poveri e mandare la bambinella ad imparar a cucire da una sartina, o le lacrime della piccola Bettina che ritrova vuota la sua calza lasciata alla befana. Ma anche storie apparentemente comuni come quella di Fortunata la fiorista accoltellata dal marito per gelosia, o quella dell’incontro in...

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...Excerpt: Chapter 1. ?THERE, I?ve done every bit I can do! I?m going to see what o?clock it is.? ?I heard it strike eleven just now.? ?Sylvia, you?ll tip up! What a tremendous stretch!? ?Wha-ooh! Oh dear! We sha?n?t get one moment before dinner! Oh, horrible! oh, horrible! most horrible!? ?Sylvia, you kno...

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...ER I CHAPTER I “THERE, I’ve done every bit I can do! I’m going to see what o’clock it is.” “I heard it strike eleven just now.” “Sylvia, you’ll tip up... ...r. Brown’s.” “Oh yes; and a governess to teach us to draw. But best of all—O Sylvia! wouldn’t it be nice not to have to mind one’s clothes always? Yes... ...aid Mr. W ardour, a tall, grave-looking man; “and who is Lady Ethelinda!” “O Papa, it’s just a story I was drawing,” said Kate, half eager, half asham... ... gravely that she grew frightened, and looking appealingly up, cried out, “O Mary, Mary! have I been naughty?” “No, my dear,” said Mr. Wardour; “but w... ...le.’ Then I am to go and live with them!” said Kate, drawing a long sigh. “O Papa, do let Sylvia come too, and learn of my governess with me!” “Your a... ... he was, standing by her, and saying gravely, “What is the matter, Kate?” “O Papa, Papa, I want I want Sylvia! I am afraid!” Then she held her breath,... ...hich she had been taught to lay herself in bed; but at the end she cried, “O Papa, don’t go!” “I must go, my dear: I cannot stay away from your aunts.... ...dness brought one of Mary’s good-natured “Hushes,” usually answered with, “O Mary, such fun!” It was Lady Barbara’s time for asking about all the less... ...e luncheon was a great infliction, because all the time from that to three o’clock was her own. It was a poor remnant of the entire afternoons which s...

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... see Magicke of Bounty, all these spirits thy power Hath conjur?d to attend. I know the Merchant. Pain. I know them both: th? others a Jeweller. Mer. O ?tis a worthy Lord. Jew. Nay that?s most fixt. Mer. A most incomparable man, breath?d as it were, To an untyreable and continuate goodnesse: He passes. Jew. I have a Jewell heere. Mer. O pray let?s see?t. For the Lord Timon...

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... Pain. I know them both: th’ others a Ieweller. 17 Mer. O ’tis a worthy Lord. 18 Iew. Nay that’s most fixt. 19 ... ... He passes. 22 Iew. I haue a Iewell heere. 23 Mer. O pray let’s see’t. For the Lord Timon, sir? 24 Iewel. If he wil... ...nd pleasant hill 82 Feign’d Fortune to be thron’d. 83 The Base o’th’ Mount 84 Is rank’d with all deserts, all kinde of Natures 85 ... ... Tim. And thou should’st, thoud’st anger Ladies. 249 Ape. O they eate Lords; 250 So they come by great bellies. 251 Tim... ...pay thee for thy 272 labour. He that loues to be flattered, is worthy o’th flat-terer. 273 Heauens, that I were a Lord. 274 Tim. Wh... ...d seruice, from whose helpe 349 I deriu’d libertie. 350 Tim. O by no meanes, 351 Honest Ventigius: You mistake my loue, [Gg3 35... ... Aper. Ho ho, confest it? Handg’d it? Haue you not? 365 Timo. O Apermantus, you are welcome. 366 Aper. No: You shall not make m... ...y Lord, in readinesse. 518 2 Lord. Our Horses. 519 Tim. O my Friends: 520 I haue one word to say to you: Looke you, my good L[... ... more then common thankes 568 I will receyue it. 569 3.Lord. O he’s the very soule of Bounty. 570 Tim. And now I remember my Lo...

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...has a bad memory, and has forgotten what Gorgias said. Will Meno tell him his own notion, which is probably not very different from that of Gorgias? ?O yes--nothing easier: there is the virtue of a man, of a woman, of an old man, and of a child; there is a virtue of every age and state of life, all of which may be easily described.?...

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... his own notion, which is probably not very different from that of Gorgias? ‘O yes—nothing easier: there is the vir tue of a man, of a woman, of an ... ... to the Sophists and be taught.’ The sug gestion throws him into a rage. ‘T o whom, then, shall Meno go?’ asks Socrates. T o any Athenian gentleman... ...you do not know;’ to which Socrates replies by his theory of reminiscence. T o the doctrine that virtue is knowledge, Plato has been constantly tendin... ...as ‘born out of due time; and before men were capable of understanding it. T o 23 Meno the fathers of modern philosophy, their own thoughts appeared ... ...tter, reunites them by his preconcerted harmony (compare again Phaedrus). T o him all the particles of matter are living beings which reflect on one ... ...ce, then whether it comes to man by nature, or in what other way? SOCRA TES: O Meno, there was a time when the Thessalians were famous among the other... ...n the straight, or the straight than the round? MENO: Very true. SOCRATES: T o what then do we give the name of figure? Try and answer. Suppose that w... ...le to you than the other answer about figure. MENO: Y es. SOCRATES: And yet, O son of Alexidemus, I can not help thinking that the other was the bett... ...according to you and your friend Gorgias, is the definition of virtue? MENO: O Socrates, I used to be told, before I knew you, that you were always do...

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...rcellus. Fran. I thinke I heare them. Stand: who?s there? Hor. Friends to this ground. Mar. And Leigemen to the Dane. Fran. Give you good night. Mar. O farwel honest Soldier, who hath reliev?d you? Fra. Barnardo ha?s my place: give you goodnight. Exit Fran. Mar. Holla Barnardo. Bar. Say, what is Horatio there? Hor. A peece of him. Bar. Welcome Horatio, welcome good Marcell...

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...men to the Dane. 22 Fran. Giue you good night. 23 Mar. O farwel honest Soldier, who hath relieu’d you? 24 Fra. Barnardo... ...e it. 165 But looke, the Morne in Russet mantle clad, 166 Walkes o’re the dew of yon high Easterne Hill, 167 Breake we our Watch vp, an... ...e, Gertrude the Queene, 177 Hamlet, Polonius, Laertes, and his Sister O-phelia, 178 Lords Attendant. 179 King. Though yet of Hamle... ...the Euerlasting had not fixt 316 His Cannon ’gainst Selfe- slaughter. O God, O God! 317 How weary, stale, flat, and vnprofitable 318 Se... ...athers body 333 Like Niobe, all teares. Why she, euen she. 334 (O Heauen! A beast that wants discourse of Reason 335 Would haue mourn’... ...s 339 Had left the flushing of her gauled eyes, 340 She married. O most wicked speed, to post 341 With such dexterity to Incestuous she... ...d to foote. 425 Ham. Then saw you not his face? 426 Hor. O yes, my Lord, he wore his Beauer vp. 427 Ham. What, lookt he fro... ...? 659 Or to the dreadfull Sonnet of the Cliffe, 660 That beetles o’re his base into the Sea, 661 And there assumes some other horrible ... ... sting thy Fathers life, 727 Now weares his Crowne. 728 Ham. O my Propheticke soule: mine Vncle? 729 Ghost. I that incestuous, ...

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...olicke bee, As a slave, which to morrow should be free; Yet weep?st thou, when thou seest him hungerly Swallow his owne death, hearts-bane jealousies O give him many thanks, he?is courteous, That in suspecting kindly warneth us. Wee must not, as wee us?d, flout openly, In scoffing ridles, his deformitie; Nor at his boord together being satt, With words, nor touch, scarce l...

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...n thou seest him hungerly Swallow his owne death, hearts-bane jealousies O give him many thanks, he’is courteous, 15 That in suspecting kindly wa... ...nd brest of hairecloth, and my head With cares rash sodaine stormes, being o’rspread, My body’a sack of bones, broken within, And powders blew s... ...seavenfold chaine have lost; Nor for the luck sake; but the bitter cost. O, shall twelve righteous Angels, which as yet No leaven of vile soder ... ... wrong way? or must Hee first desire you false, would wish you just? O I prophane, though most of women be This kinde of beast, my thoug... ...e displease, - 27 - ON HIS MISTRIS John Donne: Elegies If thou stay here. O stay here, for, for thee England is onely a worthy Gallerie, hence ... ... starlings, crying out, oh, oh Nurse, ô my love is slaine, I saw him goe O’r the white Alpes alone; I saw him I, Assail’d, fight, taken, stabb’d... ... To sea for nothing but to make him sick: Love is a bear-whelp born, if we o’re lick Our love, and force it new strange shapes to take, 5 We erre... ...roaving hands, and let them go, 25 Before, behind, between, above, below. O my America! my new-found-land, My kingdome, safeliest when with one m...

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...ou bear?st loue to any, 12 -- 11: As fast as thou shalt wane so fast thou grow?st, 13 -- 12: When I doe count the clock that tels the time, 14 -- 13: O that you were your selfe, but loue you are, 15 -- 14: Not from the stars do I my iudgement plucke, 16 -- 15: When I consider euery thing that growes, 17 -- 16: But wherefore do not you a mightier waie, 18 -- 17: Who will be...

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...hen I doe count the clock that tels the time . . . . . . . . . . . 15 13: O that you were your selfe, but loue you are . . . . . . . . . . 16 14: No... ... 71: Noe longer mourne for me when I am dead . . . . . . . . . . . 74 72: O least the world should taske you to recite . . . . . . . . . . . 75 73: ... ... 79: Whilst I alone did call vpon thy ayde . . . . . . . . . . . . 82 80: O how I faint when I of you do write . . . . . . . . . . . . 83 81: Or I s... ...’s in the braine that Inck may character . . . . . . . . . . . . 111 109: O neuer say that I was false of heart . . . . . . . . . . . 112 110: Alas ... ...Alas ’tis true, I haue gone here and there . . . . . . . . . . . 113 111: O for my sake doe you with fortune chide . . . . . . . . . . 114 112: Your... ...7 125: Wer’t ought to me I bore the canopy . . . . . . . . . . . 128 126: O thou my louely Boy who in thy power . . . . . . . . . . 129 127: In the ... ...y loue sweares that she is made of truth . . . . . . . . . . . . 141 139: O call not me to iustifie the wrong . . . . . . . . . . . 142 140: Be wise... ... 147: My loue is as a feauer longing still . . . . . . . . . . . 150 148: O me what eyes hath loue put in my head . . . . . . . . . . . 151 149: Can... ...t eyes hath loue put in my head . . . . . . . . . . . 151 149: Canst thou O cruell, say I loue thee not . . . . . . . . . . . . 152 150: With insuff...

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...Excerpt: SING, O GODDESS, the anger of Achilles son of Peleus, that brought countless ills upon the Achaeans. Many a brave soul did it send hurrying down to Hades, and many a hero did it yield a prey to dogs and vultures, for so were the co...

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...ty University . The Iliad By Homer Translated by Samuel Butler BOOK I SING, O GODDESS, the anger of Achilles son of Peleus, that brought countless i... ...rayed apart to King Apollo whom lovely Leto had borne. “Hear me,” he cried, “O god of the silver bow, that protectest Chryse and holy Cilla and rulest... ...ifted up his hands and prayed aloud on their be half. “Hear me,” he cried, “O god of the silver bow, that protectest Chryse and holy Cilla, and rules... ...lay his hand to his ship that he may meet his doom in the sight of all. But, O king, consider and give ear to my counsel, for the word that I say may ... ...e the son of Atreus stand peerless among the multi tude of heroes. And now, O Muses, dwellers in the mansions of Olympus, tell me—for you are goddess... ...hough my voice failed not and my heart were of bronze within me, unless you, O Olympian Muses, daugh ters of ægis bearing Jove, were to recount them ... ...ame forty ships. Such were the chiefs and princes of the Danaans. Who, then, O Muse, was the foremost, whether man or horse, among those that followed... ...y on over the heads of the throng. But the blessed gods did not forget thee, O Menelaus, and Jove’s daughter, driver of the spoil, was the first to st... ...keeps it as an ornament of which both horse and driver may be proud—even so, O Menelaus, were your shapely thighs and your legs down to your fair ancl...

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...Excerpt: IN 1828, at about one o?clock one morning, two persons came out of a large house in the Rue du Faubourg Saint- Honore, near the Elysee-Bourbon. One was the famous doctor, Horace Bianchon; the other was one of the most elegant men in Paris, the Bar...

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... Isle of Bourbon, by the grateful writer. De Balzac. IN 1828, at about one o’clock one morning, two persons came out of a large house in the Rue du Fa... ...ing more 6 The Commission in Lunacy usurious business than old Gobseck! T o the shame of man- kind, when I have wanted to shake hands with Virtue, I ... ...he doorway forms a very low archway not unlike the barbican of a prison. T o the right of this entrance there are three windows, protected outside by ... ... M. Popinot would no doubt die a puisne judge of the Court of the Seine. T o account for the obscure fortunes of one of the superior men of the legal ... ...c attainment, of art passionately pursued, of a perpetually active mind? T o com- plete this portrait, it will be enough to add that Popinot was one o... ...y unhappy wretches swarmed in the early morning, would be deserted by nine o’clock, and as gloomy and squalid as ever. Bianchon put his horse to a tro... ...ble you condescend—” “Condescend!” thought he; “she is laughing at me.” “T o take in coming to see an unhappy client, who is too ill to go out—” Here ... ...ill send to Ma- dame Jeanrenaud to call on me in my private office at four o’clock, to make her explain the facts which concern her, for she is compro... ...led innate, on habits formed in infancy, and which have ceased to exist. T o believe in pure blood, in a privileged race, to stand in thought above ot...

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...le Zola CAPTAIN BURLE by Emile Zola CHAPTER I THE SWINDLE I T WA S NINE O’CLOCK. The little town of V auchamp, dark and silent, had just retired to... ...tence: “Petticoat Burle is done for; he’s a buried man!” It was nearly ten o’clock when Major Laguitte furiously flung the door of the cafe open. For ... ... middle class household gathered in concord around their fireside. At nine o’clock Burle woke up, yawned and announced that he was going off to bed; h... ...through the darkness to the Rue des Recollets, which he reached about nine o’clock. The street door was still unlocked, and on going up he stood panti... ...ained her. “Where is Burle?” he asked. “Oh, he has been snoring since nine o’clock. Would you like to knock at his door?” “No, no, I only wanted to ha...

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...Contents THE MERRY MEN .......................................................................................4 WILL O? THE MILL...................................................................................50 MARKHEIM ................................................................................................74 THRAWN JANET ..........

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....................................................................................4 WILL O’ THE MILL ..................................................... ... but it’ll no gang; and the napery’s by ordnar. Bonny, bairnly braws; it’s for the like o’ them folk sells the peace of God that passeth understanding... ... like o’ them folk sells the peace of God that passeth understanding; it’s for the like o’ them, an’ maybe no even sae muckle worth, folk daunton God ... ...t,’ he *Clock **Enjoy. 13 Merry Men went on to me. ‘There was nae wind, and a sair run o’ sea; and she was in the sook o’ the Roost, as I jaloose. We... ...e sheets, and it perishin’ cauld – ower cauld to snaw; and aye they would get a bit nip o’ wind, and awa’ again, to pit the emp’y hope into them. Eh, ... ...’ again, to pit the emp’y hope into them. Eh, man! but they had a sair day for the last o’t! He would have had a prood, prood heart that won ashore up... ...it; for the bows of her are aften under, and the back-side of her is clear at hie-water o’ neaps. But, man! the dunt that she cam doon wi’ when she st... ...the Lord, but the muckle, black deil that made the sea. There’s naething good comes oot o’t but the fish; an’ the spentacle o’ God riding on the tempe... ...nders, do I ca’ them? Judgments, rather: judgments in the mirk nicht among the draygons o’ the deep. And their souls – to think o’ that – their souls,...

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... viene messo in scena sia in gran parte frutto della fantasia dell'autore) e non spaventino neppure i discorsi sull'arte messi in bocca ai personaggi o allo stesso narratore: l'intreccio è condotto brillantemente con ben dosati colpi di scena che danno slancio al romanzo, con uno stile agile, senza paludamenti. Il narratore poi, sebbene sia del tipo onniscente, con il suo ...