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"And what an excellent example of the power of dress young Oliver Twist was. Wrapped in the blanket which had hitherto formed his only covering, he might have been the child of a nobleman or a beggar; – it would have been hard for the haughtiest stranger to have fixed his station in society. But now he was enveloped in the old calico robes, that had grown yellow in the same service; he was badged and ticketed, and fell into his place at once – a parish child – the orphan of a workhouse – the humble, half-starved drudge – to be cuffed and buffeted through the world, despised by all, and pitied by none."

Ch. 1, Oliver Twist, Charles Dickens

The evening arrived; the boys took their places. The master, in his cook’s uniform, stationed himself at the copper; his pauper assistants ranged themselves behind him; the gruel was served out; and a long grace was said over the short commons. The gruel disappeared; the boys whispered each other, and winked at Oliver; while his next neighbors nudged him. Child as he was, he was desperate with hunger, and reckless with misery. He rose from the table; and advancing to the master, basin and spoon in hand, said: somewhat alarmed at his own temerity: ‘Please, sir, I want some more.’

Ch. 2, Oliver Twist, Charles Dickens

15 April 2011

Beowulf by Anonymous

"The flower of thy might

lasts now a while: but erelong it shall be

that sickness or sword thy strength shall minish,

or fang of fire, or flooding billow,

or bite of blade, or brandished spear,

or odious age; or the eyes' clear beam

wax dull and darken: Death even thee

in haste shall o'erwhelm, thou hero of war!"

~ Beowulf, Ch. 25

The Awakening by Kate Chopin

Alice's Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll

So she sat on, with closed eyes, and half believed herself in Wonderland, though she knew she had but to open them again, and all would change to dull reality—the grass would be only rustling in the wind, and the pool rippling to the waving of the reeds—the rattling teacups would change to tinkling sheep-bells, and the Queen's shrill cries to the voice of the shepherd boy—and the sneeze of the baby, the shriek of the Gryphon, and all the other queer noises, would change (she knew) to the confused clamour of the busy farm-yard—while the lowing of the cattle in the distance would take the place of the Mock Turtle's heavy sobs.

~Alice in Wonderland, Ch. 12

Les Miserables by Victor Hugo

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Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens

The Complete Poems by Edgar Allen Poe

Dubliners by James Joyce

The Island of Dr. Moreau by H. G. Wells

Death Comes for the Archbishop by Willa Cather

Robinson Crusoe by Daniel Defoe

Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky

The Beautiful and Damned by F. Scott Fitzgerald

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Beowulf by Anonymous

The Awakening by Kate Chopin

Alice's Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll

Les Miserables by Victor Hugo

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