Explore "The Fortunes of Perkin Warbeck" by Mary Shelley on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
--It is thy merit To make all mortal business ebb and flow By roguery. --HOMER'S HYMN TO MERCURY.
And then, with you, my friends, and the old man. We'll load the hollow depth of our black ship. And row with double strokes from this dread shore. --THE CYCLOPS.