| | 122 | Author: | Burroughs, Edgar Rice, 1875-1950 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | A Princess of Mars  | | | | Published: | 1993 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | I am a very old man; how old I do not know. Possibly I am
a hundred, possibly more; but I cannot tell because I have
never aged as other men, nor do I remember any childhood.
So far as I can recollect I have always been a man, a man
of about thirty. I appear today as I did forty years and
more ago, and yet I feel that I cannot go on living forever;
that some day I shall die the real death from which there is
no resurrection. I do not know why I should fear death,
I who have died twice and am still alive; but yet I have the
same horror of it as you who have never died, and it is
because of this terror of death, I believe, that I am so
convinced of my mortality. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 124 | Author: | Burnett, Frances Hodgson | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Sara Crewe; or What Happened at Miss Minchin's | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | IN the first place, Miss Minchin lived in London.
Her home was a large, dull, tall one, in a
large, dull square, where all the houses were alike,
and all the sparrows were alike, and where all the
door-knockers made the same heavy sound, and
on still days — and nearly all the days were still —
seemed to resound through the entire row in
which the knock was knocked. On Miss Minchin's
door there was a brass plate. On the brass
plate there was inscribed in black letters,
MISS MINCHIN'S
SELECT SEMINARY FOR YOUNG LADIES | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 125 | Author: | Burnett, Frances Hodgson | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Smethurstses | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | SMETHURSTSES, mum—yes, mum, on accounts of me bein' Smethurst
an' the wax-works mine. Fifteen year I've been in the business,
an' if I live fifteen year more I shall have been in it thirty;
for wax-works is the kind of a business as a man gets used to and
friendly with, after a manner. Lor' bless you! there's no
tellin' how much company them there wax-works is. I've picked a
companion or so out of the collection. Why,
there's Lady Jane Grey, as is readin' her Greek Testyment; when
her works is in order an' she's set a-goin', liftin' her eyes
gentle-like from her book, I could fancy as she knew every
trouble I'd had an' was glad as they was over. And there's the
Royal Fam'ly on the dais an a settin' together as free and home-like and smilin' as if they wasn't nothin' more than flesh an'
blood like you an' me an' not a crown among 'em. Why, they've
actually been a comfort to me. I've set an' took my tea on my
knee on the step there many a time, because it seemed cheerfuller
than in my
own little place at the back. If I was a talkin' man
I might object to the stillness an' a general fixedness in the
gaze, as perhaps is an objection as wax-works is open to as a
rule, though I can't say as it ever impressed me as a very
affable gentleman once said it impressed him. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 126 | Author: | Burroughs, Edgar Rice, 1875-1950 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Son of Tarzan | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE LONG BOAT of the Marjorie W. was floating
down the
broad Ugambi with ebb tide and current. Her crew were
lazily enjoying this respite from the arduous labor of rowing up
stream. Three miles below them lay the Marjorie W.
herself,
quite ready to sail so soon as they should have clambered aboard
and swung the long boat to its davits. Presently the attention of
every man was drawn from his dreaming or his gossiping to the
northern bank of the river. There, screaming at them in a cracked
falsetto and with skinny arms outstretched, stood a strange ap-parition of a man. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 128 | Author: | Burroughs, Edgar Rice, 1875-1950 | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Warlord of Mars | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | IN THE shadows of the forest that flanks the crimson plain by
the side of the Lost Sea of Korus in the Valley Dor, beneath the
hurtling moons of Mars, speeding their meteoric way close above the
bosom of the dying planet, I crept stealthily along the trail of a
shadowy form that hugged the darker places with a persistency that
proclaimed the sinister nature of its errand. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 129 | Author: | Burnett, Frances Hodgson | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Woman Who Saved Me | | | | Published: | 1994 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE medical man was holding my wrist and talking, and I was not
listening. In the first place, I knew more about myself than he could tell
me; in the second, I should scarcely have understood what he was saying
if I had listened; and in the third, I was in so listless and indifferent a
condition of mind that I did not care to listen — did not care to answer --did not even care to look, as I was half unconsciously looking at the
dead brown leaves twisting in the eddying wind that whirled them down
the street. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 133 | Author: | Cahan, Abraham | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Younger Russian Writers | | | | Published: | 1998 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | RUSSIAN critics never cease lamenting the dearth of good
literature. Turgeneff, Dostoyevsky, Pisemsky, Goncharoff, and
Pomialovsky are dead; Tolstoy, the only survivor of the great
constellation of the sixties and seventies, is a very old man and has
"sworn off;" while the younger generation of novelists has so far failed to
produce a single work of lasting value. The productions of the masters
were inspired by the noble enthusiasms of their time: they were the
æsthetic offspring of the abolitionist movement and of the
renaissance which followed the emancipation of the serfs. "Does the
poverty of our literature of to-day denote a lack of ideals?" ask the critics. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 134 | Author: | Canfield, Dorothy | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Artist | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | After the sickening stench of personality in theatrical life," the
great Madame Orloff told the doctor with her usual free-handed use
of language, "it is like breathing a thin, pure air to be here
again with our dear inhuman old Vieyra. He hypnotizes me into his
own belief that nothing matters — not broken hearts, nor death, nor
success, nor first love, nor old age — nothing but the chiaroscuro
of his latest acquisition." | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 135 | Author: | Canfield, Dorothy | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | A Bird Out of the Snare | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | AFTER the bargain was completed and the timber merchant had
gone away, Jehiel Hawthorn walked stiffly to the pine tree and put his
horny old fist against it, looking up to its spreading top with an
expression of hostile exultation in his face. The neighbor who had been
called to witness the transfer of Jehiel's woodland looked at him
curiously. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 136 | Author: | Canfield, Dorothy | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | The Bliss of Solitude | | | | Published: | 1996 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | THE last time I came from Europe, although I was supposed to be
in charge of my pretty young niece, I did not appear on deck until the last
day of the voyage. I was tired, and I knew that Puss had plenty of
acquaintances on board. She is the soft-eyed, appealing, helpless sort of
girl who is always looked after. When I finally ascended to the upper
world, I was, therefore, both surprised and remorseful to find her looking
troubled and almost distressed. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 137 | Author: | Canfield, Dorothy | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | At the Foot of Hemlock Mountain | | | | Published: | 1995 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | "In connection with this phase of the problem of
transportation it must be remembered that the rush of population to
the great cities is no temporary movement. It is caused by a final
revolt against that malignant relic of the dark ages, the country
village, and by a healthy craving for the deep, full life of the
metropolis, for contact with the vitalizing stream of humanity."—
PRITCHELL'S "Handbook of Economics," page 247. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
| 138 | Author: | Canfield, Dorothy | Requires cookie* | | | Title: | Poet and Scullery-Maid / By Dorothy Canfield | | | | Published: | 1999 | | | | Subjects: | University of Virginia Library, Text collection | UVA-LIB-Text | | | | Description: | ONCE upon a time there was a little
scullery-maid, who, like all scullery-maids, spent most of her time in a kitchen.
It was the kitchen of a boarding-house,
and you can imagine what a disagreeable
place it was — full of unpleasant smells,
and usually piled high with dirty dishes
which the scullery-maid must wash. It
was dark, it was greasy, the cook had a
bad temper, and the chimney smoked. | | | Similar Items: | Find |
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