Lewis Carroll Quotes

Blow, blow your trumpets till they crack, Ye little men of little souls! And bid them huddle at your back - Gold-sucking leeches, shoals on shoals!Fill all the air with hungry wails - 'Reward us, ere we think or write! Without your Gold mere Knowledge fails To sate the swinish appetite!'
Lewis Carroll
Lewis Carroll

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