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Robert Louis Stevenson
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Robert Louis Stevenson
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The Strange Case Of Dr. Jekyll And Mr. Hyde / Robert Louis Stevenson
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Title: The Strange Case Of Dr. Jekyll And Mr. Hyde Author: Robert Louis Stevenson Subjects: Classic; Fiction; Science Fiction; Ho...
Treasure Island / Robert Louis Stevenson
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Title: Treasure Island ( Illustrated) Author: Robert Louis Stevenson Illustrator: Louis Rhead Subjects: Adventure; Classic; Fict...
Requiem / Robert Louis Stevenson
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Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. Th...
Moral Emblems / Robert Louis Stevenson
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Contents: NOT I, AND OTHER POEMS I. Some like drink II. Here, perfect to a wish III. As seamen on the seas IV. The pamph...
A Child's Garden of Verses / Robert Louis Stevenson
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To Alison Cunningham From Her Boy For the long nights you lay awake And watched for my unworthy sake: For your most comforta...
The Waif Woman / Robert Louis Stevenson
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This unpublished story, preserved among Mrs. Stevenson's papers, is mentioned by Mr. Balfour in his life of Stevenson. Writing of th...
The Sea Fogs / Robert Louis Stevenson
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A sheeted spectre white and tall, The cold mist climbs the castle wall And lays its hand upon thy cheek. ~Longfellow. A change...
The Body-Snatcher / Robert Louis Stevenson
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Every night in the year, four of us sat in the small parlour of the George at Debenham--the undertaker, and the landlord, and Fettes, ...
Markheim / Robert Louis Stevenson
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"Yes," said the dealer, "our windfalls are of various kinds. Some customers are ignorant, and then I touch a dividend o...
Fables / Robert Louis Stevenson
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I. - THE PERSONS OF THE TALE. AFTER the 32nd chapter of TREASURE ISLAND, two of the puppets strolled out to have a pipe befor...
A Lodging For The Night / Robert Louis Stevenson
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It was late in November, 1456. The snow fell over Paris with rigorous, relentless persistence; sometimes the wind made a sally and s...
A Christmas Sermon / Robert Louis Stevenson
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By the time this paper appears, I shall have been talking for twelve months;[1] and it is thought I should take my leave in a formal...
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