O. Henry is known for writing stories that feature a twist at the end that completely subverts the reader's expectations.

Pursuing liberty is the identity Harriet Jacobs takes, an identity that she shares with her fellow Americans.

As Winthrop encourages Christians in his new settlements to live in godly charity towards one another, he shows that the powerful source of

And though the great day I may never see I know that you will return to me Preserve my child unborn in your hands And help her seek you i

A spindle's strike to end the pain Of a man's cruel lies and weeping rain She fell to bed with bleeding heart To dream a new day of hopeful

Run, run, to a Father and His light Listen, listen, to His words and bear His cross Seek His face and take up the fight Live not by lies,

For spring has come The birds all sing Over all creation Smiles the King

Return to me Return to me My love soon lost O'er the sea

I will come, my love I will see you again I will fly, my dear I'll be free

Even when the sun is gone Even when the moon is blood I see You Cause I see what You've done Even when the sky goes dark And the stars...

Where bright horizons fall Where oceans stretch to dawn That's where our hearts now lie And where our souls are drawn Where heaven meets...

No truer love can there be such as this And yet it has not a sweet lover's kiss But faith never ceasing, faith till we die Blind loyalty...

Mathilde meets her downfall through excessive imagination, envy, and ingratitude, serving as a warning of the perils of discontent.

Hark! Come the Nachtkrapp Listen for its cry But look into its eyes And today you’ll die

Oh rose, oh rose, oh rose of youth! To fall so prey to man uncouth! But time his judge no mercy hath And end of life with give him wrath

Gorgias makes rhetoric a power to wield, under which its listeners are victims.

It may be that the sun is quenched It may be that the moon turns to dust It may be that the stars fall from the sky But it will never be...

When the stars are bro

When I was a child With wondering eyes I was enchanted and wild By both sea and skies Now I am fully grown The world seems dull and grey...

Who is your master? Who do you serve? A demon of bondage Or a King you don't deserve? Who is your leader? Who do you seek? A lord of...