From The Sea by Sara Teasdale All beauty calls you to me, and you seem, Past twice a thousand miles of shifting sea, To reach me. You are as the wind I breathe Here on the ships sun-smitten topmost deck, With only light between the heavens and me. I feel your spirit...
By The Sea by Sara Teasdale Beside an ebbing northern sea While stars awaken one by one, We walk together, I and he. He woos me with an easy grace That proves him only half sincere; A light smile flickers on his face. To him love-making is an art, And as a flutist plays...
Beatrice by Sara Teasdale Send out the singers,let the room be still; They have not eased my pain nor brought me sleep. Close out the sun, for I would have it dark That I may feel how black the grave will be. The sun is setting, for the light is red, And...
A November Night by Sara Teasdale There! See the line of lights, A chain of stars down either side the street, Why can't you lift the chain and give it to me, A necklace for my throat? I'd twist it round And you could play with it. You smile at me As...
The Way of Peace by Bram Stoker. [su_divider] The Way of Peace I knew both Michael Hennessey and his wife Katty, though under the local pronunciation of the surname-Hinnessey. I had often gone into the little farmhouse to smoke a pipe with the old man, and to have,...
The Squaw by Bram Stoker. [su_divider] The Squaw Nurnberg at the time was not so much exploited as it has been since then. Irving had not been playing Faust, and the very name of the old town was hardly known to the great bulk of the travelling public....
The Secret of the Growing Gold by Bram Stoker. [su_divider] The Secret of the Growing Gold When Margaret Delandre went to live at Brent's Rock the whole neighbourhood awoke to the pleasure of an entirely new scandal. Scandals in connection with either the Delandre family or the Brents...
The Red Stockade by Bram Stoker. [su_divider] The Red Stockade We was on the southern part of the China station, when the "George Ranger" was ordered to the Straits of Malacca, to put down the pirates that had been showing themselves of late. It was in the forties,...
The Judge's House by Bram Stoker. [su_divider] The Judge's House When the time for his examination drew near Malcolm Malcolmson made up his mind to go somewhere to read by himself. He feared the attractions of the seaside, and also he feared completely rural isolation, for of old...
The Gipsy Prophecy by Bram Stoker. [su_divider] The Gipsy Prophecy 'I really think,' said the Doctor, 'that, at any rate, one of us should go and try whether or not the thing is an imposture.' 'Good!' said Considine. 'After dinner we will take our cigars and stroll over...