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The Elephant’s Ball

September 8, 2010 by storybus

The insects and birds, with the balls and their feasts
Caus’d much conversation among all the beasts:
The Elephant, famous for sense as for size,
At such entertainments express’d much surprise;
Says he, “shall these impudent tribes of the air,
To break our soft slumbers thus wantonly dare?
Shall these petty creatures, us beasts far below,
Exceed us in consequence, fashion, and show?
Forbid it, true dignity, honour and pride!—
A grand rural fête I will shortly provide,
That for pomp, taste, and splendor, shall far leave behind,
All former attempts of a similar kind.”
The Buffalo, Bison, Elk, Antelope, Pard,
All heard what he spoke, with due marks of regard.

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story type: 
Children's
Author: 
J. HARRIS

A rose for emily story

June 24, 2010 by storybus

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A Rose for Emily Summary
The story, told in five sections, opens in section one with an unnamed narrator describing the funeral of Miss Emily Grierson. (The narrator always refers to himself in collective pronouns; he is perceived as being the voice of the average citizen of the town of Jefferson.)read the short story

story type: 
Horror
Author: 
William Faulkner

The gary houseman story

June 12, 2010 by storybus


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From the director of Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle and Dude Where's My Car comes with this raunchy comedy Seann William Scott and Randy Quaid. Gary Houseman (Scott) is a zealous caretaker, the high school steps lead up to the school loser tennis team to the state, where the final drama coach is dead, the bold and often offensive intention is the new coach of this inspiring outsiders not only to win but also to stand up for themselves. Although his coaching tactics may unorthodox, including motivating his star player with a pre-game stripper, his heart in the right place. Besides, sometimes it takes big balls to play hard ball.read the short story

story type: 
Other
Author: 
Anonim

Daniel's Story and stories about Daniel

June 4, 2010 by storybus

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Daniel's Story Summary:
Daniel's Story is Daniel. He is eighteen at the end of the book, but through flashbacks, the author takes the reader all the way back to Daniel's sixth birthday.read the short story

story type: 
Children's
Author: 
Anonim

Bertha and Felix

May 30, 2010 by storybus

Bertha und FelixBertha and Felix had been a strange couple. You owe it to pure coincidence that their paths crossed. Although they in common except their huge appetite, absolutely nothing, had the two close friends have become.
It was on a mild spring morning, when Bertha left her protective shelter. The pearls of dew on the grass sparkled like diamonds as the first rays of sun touched it. Bertha stretched slowly out of their long antennae and let her gaze wander. At the sight to be offered her was the little screw the mouth water. A true feast awaited them, Bertha had to do only with their little house on the move and sat down to the delicate green buds and leaves, the abundance of swaying in the wind, refresh.read the short story

story type: 
Other
Author: 
Carine Redlinger
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Nathaniel Hawthorne's "Rappaccini's Daughter"

July 4, 2009 by storybus

her bosom. But now, unless Giovanni's draughts of wine had bewildered his senses, a singular incident occurred. A small orange-colored reptile, of the lizard or chameleon species, chanced to be creeping along the path, just at the feet of Beatrice. It appeared to Giovanni, but, at the distance from which he gazed, he could scarcely have seen anything so minute, it appeared to him, however, that a drop or two of moisture from the broken stem of the flower descended upon the lizard's head. For an instant the reptile contorted itself violently, and then lay motionless in the sunshine. Beatrice observed this remarkable phenomenon and crossed herself, sadly, but without surprise; nor did she therefore hesitate to arrange Rappaccini's Daughter storyfatal flower in her bosom. There it blushed, and almost glimmered with the dazzling effect of a precious stone, adding to her dress and aspect the one appropriate charm which nothing else in the world could have supplied. But Giovanni, out of the shadow of his window, bent forward and shrank back, and murmured and trembled.
"Am I awake? Have I my senses?" said he to himself. "What is this being? Beautiful shall I call her, or inexpressibly terrible?"
Beatrice now strayed carelessly through the garden, approaching closer beneath Giovanni's window, so that he was compelled to thrust his head quite out of its concealment in order to gratify the intense and painful curiosity which she excited. At this moment there came a beautiful insect over the garden wall; it had, perhaps, wandered through Rappaccini's Daughter storycity, and found no flowers or verdure among those antique haunts of men until the heavy perfumes of Dr. Rappaccini's shrubs had lured it from afar. Without alighting on the flowers, this winged brightness seemed to be attracted by Beatrice, and lingered in the air and fluttered about her head. Now, here it could not be but that Giovanni Guasconti's eyes deceived him. Be that as it might, he fancied that, while Beatrice was gazing at the insect with childish delight, it grew faint and fell at her feet; its bright wings shivered; it was dead from no cause that he could discern, unless it were the atmosphere of her breath. Again Beatrice crossed herself and sighed heavily as she bent over the dead insect.
An impulsive movement of Giovanni drew her eyes to the window. There she beheld Rappaccini's Daughter storybeautiful head of the young man rather a Grecian than an Italian head, with fair, regular features, and a glistening of gold among his ringlets gazing down upon her like a being that hovered in mid air. Scarcely knowing what he did, Giovanni threw down the bouquet which he had hitherto held in his hand.
"Signora," said he, "there are pure and healthful flowers. Wear them for the sake of Giovanni Guasconti."
"Thanks, signor," replied Beatrice, with her rich voice, that came forth as it were like a gush of

Author: 
Nathaniel Hawthorne
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