Bulwer: 549 books

C’était au commencement du mois d’avril ; le jour touchait à sa fin ; deux dames étaient assises à la fenêtre ouverte d’un cottage du Devonshire. La pelouse qui s’étendait devant elles était parsemée d’arbres verts, dont le sombre feuillage était égayé par les premières fleurs...

Excerpt: "In one of those green woods which belong so peculiarly to our island (for the Continent has its forests, but England its woods) there lived, a short time ago, a charming little fairy called Nymphalin. I believe she is descended from a younger branch of the house of Mab; but perhaps that...

Excerpt: "The celebrated name which forms the title to this work will sufficiently apprise the reader that it is in the earlier half of the fourteenth century that my story opens. It was on a summer evening that two youths might be seen walking beside the banks of the Tiber, not far from that part...