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id: 1133
author: Shakespeare, William
title: Cymbeline
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words: 40
sentence: 3
flesch: 79
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  THERE IS AN IMPROVED EDITION OF THIS TITLE WHICH MAY BE VIEWED AS EBOOK (#1538) at https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/1538 ******************************************************************* ******************************************************************* THIS EBOOK WAS ONE OF PROJECT GUTENBERG'S EARLY FILES PRODUCED


id: 1128
author: Shakespeare, William
title: The Tragedy of King Lear
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words: 40
sentence: 3
flesch: 79
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summary:
  THERE IS AN IMPROVED EDITION OF THIS TITLE WHICH MAY BE VIEWED AS EBOOK (#1532) at https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/1532 ******************************************************************* ******************************************************************* THIS EBOOK WAS ONE OF PROJECT GUTENBERG'S EARLY FILES PRODUCED


id: 7782
author: Tennyson, Alfred Tennyson, Baron
title: The Last Tournament
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words: 6304
sentence: 256
flesch: 83
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summary:
  He saw the laws that ruled the tournament Broken, but spake not; once, a knight cast down Before his throne of arbitration cursed The dead babe and the follies of the King; And once the laces of a helmet crack'd, And show'd him, like a vermin in its hole, Modred, a narrow face: anon he heard The voice that billow'd round the barriers roar An ocean-sounding welcome to one knight, But newly-enter'd, taller than the rest, And armor'd all in forest green, whereon There tript a hundred tiny silver deer, And wearing but a holly-spray for crest, With ever-scattering berries, and on shield A spear, a harp, a bugle--Tristram--late From overseas in Brittany return'd, And marriage with a princess of that realm, Isolt the White--Sir Tristram of the Woods-- Whom Lancelot knew, had held sometime with pain His own against him, and now yearn'd to shake The burthen off his heart in one full shock With Tristram ev'n to death: his strong hands gript And dinted the gilt dragons right and left, Until he groan'd for wrath--so many of those, That ware their ladies' colors on the casque, Drew from before Sir Tristram to the bounds, And there with gibes and nickering mockeries Stood, while he mutter'd, Craven chests! To whom Sir Tristram smiling, I am here.


id: 7244
author: Twain, Mark
title: A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court, Part 3.
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words: 11752
sentence: 436
flesch: 77
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  And therewith Sir Uwaine and Sir Gawaine departed a little from them, and then were they ware where Sir Marhaus came riding on a great horse straight toward them. --and lightly Sir Gawaine rose upon his feet and pulled out his sword, and dressed him toward Sir Marhaus on foot, and therewith either came unto other eagerly, and smote together with their swords, that their shields flew in cantels, and they bruised their helms and their hauberks, and wounded either other.


id: 7250
author: Twain, Mark
title: A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court, Part 9.
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words: 11596
sentence: 690
flesch: 87
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summary:
  And when Sir Mordred heard Sir Arthur, he ran until him with his sword drawn in his hand. Well, among the flayed were Sir Agravaine and Sir Mordred, nephews to the king.


id: 7249
author: Twain, Mark
title: A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court, Part 8.
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words: 11451
sentence: 613
flesch: 85
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summary:
  Out from his tent rode great Sir Sagramor, an imposing tower of iron, stately and rigid, his huge spear standing upright in its socket and grasped in his strong hand, his grand horse's face and breast cased in steel, his body clothed in rich trappings that almost dragged the ground--oh, a most noble picture. They were good men, every one, but they had two defects which I couldn't cure, and so had to wink at: they wouldn't lay aside their armor, and they would knock down fare --I mean rob the company.


id: 7243
author: Twain, Mark
title: A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court, Part 2.
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words: 11729
sentence: 460
flesch: 77
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summary:
  But by ill-luck, before I had got half through with the words, Sir Gareth crashed into Sir Sagramor le Desirous and sent him thundering over his horse's crupper, and Sir Sagramor caught my remark and thought I meant it for _him_. It was some minutes before I came to, and then I opened my eyes just in time to see Sir Gareth fetch him an awful welt, and I unconsciously out with the prayer, I hope to gracious he's killed!


id: 7242
author: Twain, Mark
title: A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court, Part 1.
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words: 13363
sentence: 570
flesch: 81
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summary:
  And then they all three left Sir Kay, and turned unto Sir Launcelot, and there began great battle, for they alight all three, and strake many strokes at Sir Launcelot, and assailed him on every side. Well, as to that, said Sir Launcelot, advise you well, for ye may choose whether ye will die or live, for an ye be yielden, it shall be unto Sir Kay. Fair knight, then they said, in saving our lives we will do as thou commandest us.


id: 7247
author: Twain, Mark
title: A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court, Part 6.
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words: 13238
sentence: 663
flesch: 84
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summary:
  Then a sudden turn of the road brought us in sight of that fire--it was a large manor-house, and little or nothing was left of it--and everywhere men were flying and other men raging after them in pursuit. A man came flying by now, dimly through the darkness, and other men chasing him.


id: 7248
author: Twain, Mark
title: A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court, Part 7.
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words: 13437
sentence: 707
flesch: 85
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summary:
  We made good time across the open ground, and as we darted into the shelter of the wood I glanced back and saw a mob of excited peasants swarm into view, with Marco and his wife at their head. Suddenly some horsemen tore into the midst of the crowd, and a voice shouted: Hold--or ye are dead men!


id: 1972
author: Nennius, active 796
title: History of the Britons (Historia Brittonum)
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words: 13236
sentence: 687
flesch: 75
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  This history therefore has been compiled from a wish to benefit my inferiors, not from envy of those who are superior to me, in the 858th year of our Lord's incarnation, and in the 24th year of Mervin, king of the Britons, and I hope that the prayers of my betters will be offered up for me in recompence of my labour. From Solomon to the rebuilding of the temple, which was under Darius, king of the Persians, six hundred and twelve years are computed.


id: 7246
author: Twain, Mark
title: A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court, Part 5.
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words: 14341
sentence: 645
flesch: 77
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summary:
  Let all know, if perchance there be any who know it not, that enchanters of my degree deign not to concern themselves with the doings of any but kings, princes, emperors, them that be born in the purple and them only. One greater than kings had arrived--the newsboy.


id: 7245
author: Twain, Mark
title: A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court, Part 4.
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words: 19572
sentence: 869
flesch: 80
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summary:
  We made good time; and a couple of hours before sunset we stood upon the high confines of the Valley of Holiness, and our eyes swept it from end to end and noted its features. There were young men and old men, young women and old women, lively folk and grave folk.


id: 7037
author: Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
title: Beric the Briton : a Story of the Roman Invasion
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  On arriving at Rome Beric was soon fitted with a cloak of fine white stuff, the folds of which showed off his figure to advantage. In other respects they would make good citizens, since their religion prescribes respect to the authorities and fair dealing in all respects with other men.


