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Anthony Trollope
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Anthony Trollope
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Verses Made for Fruit Women / Jonathan Swift
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APPLES Come buy my fine wares, Plums, apples, and pears. A hundred a penny, In conscience too many: Come, will you have an...
The Relics of General Chasse / Anthony Trollope
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That Belgium is now one of the European kingdoms, living by its own laws, resting on its own bottom, with a king and court, palaces an...
The Parson's Daughter of Oxney Colne / Anthony Trollope
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The prettiest scenery in all England--and if I am contradicted in that assertion, I will say in all Europe--is in Devonshire, on the s...
The O'Conors of Castle Conor / Anthony Trollope
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I shall never forget my first introduction to country life in Ireland, my first day's hunting there, or the manner in which I pass...
The Mistletoe Bough / Anthony Trollope
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from Trollope's Tales of all Countries series. "Let the boys have it if they like it," said Mrs. Garrow, plead...
The Man Who Kept His Money in a Box / Anthony Trollope
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I first saw the man who kept his money in a box in the midst of the ravine of the Via Mala. I interchanged a few words with him or wit...
The House of Heine Brothers / Anthony Trollope
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The house of Heine Brothers, in Munich, was of good repute at the time of which I am about to tell,--a time not long ago; and is so st...
The Courtship of Susan Bell / Anthony Trollope
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John Munroe Bell had been a lawyer in Albany, State of New York, and as such had thriven well. He had thriven well as long as thrift a...
The Chateau of Prince Polignac / Anthony Trollope
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Few Englishmen or Englishwomen are intimately acquainted with the little town of Le Puy. It is the capital of the old province of Le V...
Returning Home / Anthony Trollope
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It is generally supposed that people who live at home,--good domestic people, who love tea and their arm-chairs, and who keep the parl...
Mrs. General Talboys / Anthony Trollope
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Why Mrs. General Talboys first made up her mind to pass the winter of 1859 at Rome I never clearly understood. To myself she explained...
Miss Sarah Jack of Spanish Town, Jamaica / Anthony Trollope
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There is nothing so melancholy as a country in its decadence, unless it be a people in their decadence. I am not aware that the latter...
La Mere Bauche / Anthony Trollope
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from Tales from All Countries. The Pyreneean valley in which the baths of Vernet are situated is not much known to English, ...
John Bull on the Guadalquivir / Anthony Trollope
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I am an Englishman, living, as all Englishman should do, in England, and my wife would not, I think, be well pleased were any one to i...
George Walker at Suez / Anthony Trollope
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Of all the spots on the world's surface that I, George Walker, of Friday Street, London, have ever visited, Suez in Egypt, at the ...
An Unprotected Female at the Pyramids / Anthony Trollope
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In the happy days when we were young, no description conveyed to us so complete an idea of mysterious reality as that of an Oriental c...
Aaron Trow / Anthony Trollope
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I would wish to declare, at the beginning of this story, that I shall never regard that cluster of islets which we call Bermuda as the...
A Ride Across Palestine / Anthony Trollope
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Circumstances took me to the Holy Land without a companion, and compelled me to visit Bethany, the Mount of Olives, and the Church of ...
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