King Henry VI, Part 1King Henry VI, Part 1William Shakespeare1- Page 2-King Henry VI, Part 1ACT I.2- Page 3-King Henry VI, Part 1SCENE 1.Westminster AbbeyDead March. Enter the funeral of KING HENRY THE FIFTH,attended on by the DUKE OF BEDFORD, Regent of France, the DUKEOF GLOUCESTER, Protector, the DUKE OF EXETER, the EARL OF...　

A PRINCESS OF MARSby Edgar Rice BurroughsCHAPTER ION THE ARIZONA HILLSI am a very old man; how old I do not know. Possibly I ama hundred, possibly more; but I cannot tell because I havenever aged as other men, nor do I remember any childhood.So far as I can recollect I have always been a man, a manof about thirty. I appear today as I did forty years andmore ago, and yet I feel that I cannot go on living forever;that some day I shall die the real death from which there isno resurrection. I do not know why I should fear death,I who have died twice and am still alive; but yet I have thesame horror of it as you who have never died, and it is...　

The Lazy Tour of Two Idle Apprenticesby Charles DickensCHAPTER IIn the autumn month of September, eighteen hundred and fifty-seven,wherein these presents bear date, two idle apprentices, exhaustedby the long, hot summer, and the long, hot work it had brought withit, ran away from their employer. They were bound to a highlymeritorious lady (named Literature), of fair credit and repute,though, it must be acknowledged, not quite so highly esteemed inthe City as she might be. This is the more remarkable, as there isnothing against the respectable lady in that quarter, but quite thecontrary; her family having rendered eminent service to many famous...　

CORIOLANUSCORIOLANUSWilliam Shakespeare16081- Page 2-CORIOLANUSDramatis PersonaeCAIUS MARCIUS, afterwards CAIUS MARCIUS CORIOLANUSGenerals against the Volscians TITUS LARTIUS COMINIUSMENENIUS AGRIPPA, friend to CoriolanusTribunes of the People SICINIUS VELUTUS JUNIUS BRUTUSYOUNG MARCIUS, son to Coriolanus A ROMAN HERALDNICANOR, a Roman TULLUS AUFIDIUS, General of the VolsciansLIEUTENANT, to Aufidius CONSPIRATORS, With Aufidius ADRIAN, a...　

CYRANO DE BERGERACCYRANO DEBERGERACA Play in Five ActsBy Edmond Rostand1- Page 2-CYRANO DE BERGERACThe CharactersCYRANO DE BERGERAC CHRISTIAN DE NEUVILLETTECOUNT DE GUICHE RAGUENEAU LE BRET CARBON DECASTEL-JALOUX THE CADETS LIGNIERE DE VALVERT AMARQUIS SECOND MARQUIS THIRD MARQUIS MONTFLEURYBELLEROSE JODELET CUIGY BRISSAILLE THE DOORKEEPER ALACKEY A SECOND LACKEY A BORE A MUSKETEER ANOTHER...　

Political Economyby J.C.L. Simonde de Sismondi1815Chapter 1Objects and Origins of the SciencePolitical economy is the name given to an important division of the science of government. The object of government is, or ought to be, the happiness of men, united in society; it seeks the means of securing to them the highest degree of felicity compatible with their nature, and at the same time of allowing the greatest possible number of individuals to partake in that felicity. But man is a complex bring; he experiences moral and physical wants; therefore his happiness consists in his moral and physical condition. The moral happiness of man, so far as it depends on his government, is intimately co　

The Water-Babiesby Charles KingsleyCHAPTER I"I heard a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined; In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind."To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran; And much it grieved my heart to think, What man has made of man."WORDSWORTH.Once upon a time there was a little chimney-sweep, and his name was Tom. That is a short name, and you have heard it before, so you will not have much trouble in remembering it. He lived in a great town in the North country, where there were plenty of chimneys to sweep, and plenty of money for Tom to earn and his master to spend. He could not read nor write, and　

　　　　Missing Mile, North Carolina, in the summer of 1972 was scarcely more than a wide spot in the road. The main street was shaded by a few great spreading pecans and oaks, flanked by a few even larger, more sprawling Southern homes too far off any beaten path to have fallen to the scourge of the Civil War. The ravages and triumphs of the past decade seemed to have touched the town not at all, not at first glance. You might think that here was a place adrift in a gentler time, a place where Peace reigned naturally, and did not have to be blazoned on banners or worn around the neck.　　You might think that, if you were just driving through. Stay long enough, and you would begin to see signs. L　

　dedicates this book to　Barry and Jody Turkus.　　Lincoln Child　dedicates this book to　his daughter, Veronica.　　Acknowledgments　　Lincoln Child would like to thank Bruce Swanson, Mark Mendel, Pat Allocco, Chris and Susan Yango, Jerry and Terry Hyland, Anthony Cifelli, M.D., Norman San Agustin, M.D., and Lee Suckno, M.D., for their friendship and assistance. Ongoing thanks to Special Agent Douglas Margini for his advice on New York, New Jersey, and federal law enforcement matters. Thanks to Jill Nowak for an insightful reading of the text. Bob Przybylski was very useful in nailing down some of the firearms details. Thanks also to Monsignor Bob Diacheck for reading and menting on the manuscript.　

　　December 6, 1996　　Epworth Heights Luddington, Michigan　　My Dearest Kay,　　1 am sitting on the porch, staring out at Lake Michigan as a sharp wind reminds me I need to cut my hair. 1 am remembering when we were here last, both of us abandoning who and what we are for one precious moment in the history of our time. Kay, I need you to listen to me.　　You are reading this because I am dead When I decided to write it, 1 asked Senator Lord to deliver it to you in person in the early part of December, a year after my death. I know how hard Christmas has always been for you, and now it must be unbearable. Loving you was when my life began. Now that it has ended, your gift to me is to go on....　

　　 In the Court of the Fountain the sun of March shone through young leaves of ash and elm, and water leapt and fell through shadow and clear light. About that roofless court stood four high walls of stone. Behind those were rooms and courts, passages, corridors, towers, and at last the heavy outmost walls of the Great House of Roke, which would stand any assault of war or earthquake or the sea itself, being built not only of stone, but of incontestable magic. For Roke is the Isle of the Wise, where the art magic is taught; and the Great House is the school and central place of wizardry; and the central place of the House is that small court far within the walls, where the fountain plays an　

　　　　This story takes place in an America whose history is often similar to, but often quite different from our own. You should not assume that the portrayal in this book of a person who shares a name with a figure from American history is an accurate portrayal of that historical figure. In particular, you should be aware that William Henry Harrison, famed in our own history for having the briefest presidency and for his unforgettable election slogan "Tippecanoe and Tyler too," was a somewhat nicer person than his counterpart in this book.　　My thanks to Carol Breakstone for American Indian lore; to Beth Meacham for Octagon Mound and Flint Ridge; to Wayne Williams for heroic patience; and to