1984-George Orwell
Huckleberry Finn’in Maceraları (The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn)-Mark Twain
Tom Sawyer’ın Maceraları (The Adventures of Tom Sawyer)- Mark Twain
Alice Harikalar Ülkesinde (Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland)-Lewis Carroll
Başkanın Bütün Adamları (All the President’s Men)-Carl Bernstein and Bob Woodward
The Amazing Adventures of
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The Man of No Character
The Man of No Character
He had words without character,
That bowed like italic letters
In the face of tyranny,
And his truth fed on human life.
It would enter the sanctuary and depart diminished,
Ode to Psyche
O Goddess! hear these tuneless numbers, wrung
By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear,
And pardon that thy secrets should be sung
Even into thine own soft-conched ear:
Surely I dreamt to-day, or did I see
The winged Psyche with awaken'd eyes?
I wander'd in a forest thoughtlessly,
And, on the sudden,