Works

A peasant woman, a widow, had an only son, a young man of twenty, the best workman in the village, and he died.
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I was going from Hamburg to London in a small steamer. We were two passengers; I and a little female monkey, whom a Hamburg merchant was sending as a present to his English partner.
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Stay! as I see thee now, abide for ever in my memory!
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One day the Supreme Being took it into his head to give a great banquet in his palace of azure.

All the virtues were invited. Only the virtues ... men he did not ask ... only ladies.
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A sumptuous, brilliantly lighted hall; a number of ladies and gentlemen.
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I was returning from hunting, and walking along an avenue of the garden, my dog running in front of me.

Suddenly he took shorter steps, and began to steal along as though tracking game.
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Yellowish-grey sand, soft at the top, hard, grating below ... sand without end, where-ever one looks.

And above this sandy desert, above this sea of dead dust, rises the immense head of the Egyptian sphinx.
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Have you seen an old grey stone on the seashore, when at high tide, on a sunny day of spring, the living waves break upon it on all sides - break and frolic and caress it - and sprinkle over its sea-mossed head the scattered pe...

'Thou shalt hear the fool's judgment....' You always told the truth, O great singer of ours. You spoke it this time, too.
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There was once a town, the inhabitants of which were so passionately fond of poetry, that if some weeks passed by without the appearance of any good new poems, they regarded such a poetic dearth as a public misfortune.
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What an insignificant trifle may sometimes transform the whole man!

Full of melancholy thought, I walked one day along the highroad.
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What shall I think when I come to die, if only I am in a condition to think anything then?
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