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Say, what is the spell, when her fledgelings are cheeping, That lures the bird home to her nest? Or wakes the tired mother, whose infant is weeping, To cuddle and croon it to rest?
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He is immensely fat, and so Well suits the occupation: In point of fact, if you must know, We used to call him years ago, THE MAYOR AND CORPORATION!
Lewis Carroll
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All too soon will Childhood gay Realise Life's sober sadness. Let's be merry while we may, Innocent and happy Fay! Elves were made for gladness!
Lewis Carroll
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Read the directions and directly you will be directed in the right direction.
Lewis Carroll
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Do you know, I always thought unicorns were fabulous monsters, too? I never saw one alive before!" Well, now that we have seen each other," said the unicorn, "if you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you.
Lewis Carroll
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You evidently do not suffer from "quotation-hunger" as I do! I get all the dictionaries of quotations I can meet with, as I always want to know where a quotation comes from.
Lewis Carroll
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Here is a golden Rule to begin with. Write legibly. The average temper of the human race would be perceptibly sweetened, if everybody obeyed this Rule! A great deal of the bad writing in the world comes simply from writing too quickly.
Lewis Carroll
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Those locks of jet are turned to gray, And she is strange and far away That might have been mine own to-day -That might have been mine own, my dear, Through many and many a happy year - That might have sat beside me here.
Lewis Carroll
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In her eyes is the living Hght Of a wanderer to earth From a far celestial height: Summers five are all the span - Summers five since Time began To veil in mists of human night A shining angel-birth.Does an angel look from her eyes? Will she suddenly spring away, And soar to her home in the skies? Beatrice! Blessing and blessed to be!
Lewis Carroll
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And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be?
Lewis Carroll
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Alice! A childish story take, And with a gentle hand, Lay it where Childhood's dreams are twined In Memory's mystic band, Like pilgrim's withered wreath of flowers Plucked in far-off land.
Lewis Carroll
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He thought he saw an Elephant, That practised on a fife: He looked again, and found it was A letter from his wife. 'At length I realise,' he said, 'The bitterness of Life!'
Lewis Carroll
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How doth the little crocodile Improve his shining tail, And pour the waters of the Nile On every golden scale! How cheerfully he seems to grin, How neatly he spreads his claws, And welcomes little fishes in, With gently smiling jaws!
Lewis Carroll
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'That narrow window, I expect, Serves but to let the dusk in - ' 'But please,' said I, 'to recollect 'Twas fashioned by an architect Who pinned his faith on Ruskin!'
Lewis Carroll
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So she sat on with closed eyes, and half believed herself in Wonderland, though she knew she had but to open them again, and all would change to dull reality.
Lewis Carroll
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There is a place. Like no place on Earth. A land full of wonder, mystery, and danger! Some say to survive it: You need to be as mad as a hatter. Which luckily I am.
Lewis Carroll
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But I was thinking of a way To feed oneself on batter, And so go on from day to day Getting a little fatter.
Lewis Carroll
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But oh, beamish nephew, beware of the day, If your Snark be a Boojum! for then You will softly and suddenly vanish away, And never be met with again!
Lewis Carroll
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Port-wine, he says, when rich and sound, Warms his old bones like nectar: And as the inns, where it is found, Are his especial hunting-ground, We call him the INN-SPECTRE.
Lewis Carroll
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No, no! The adventures first, explanations take such a dreadful time.
Lewis Carroll
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By which I get my wealth-- And very gladly will I drink Your Honour's noble health.
Lewis Carroll
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There is an insect that people avoid (Whence is derived the verb 'to flee'). Where have you been by it most annoyed? In lodgings by the Sea.
Lewis Carroll
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O bitter is it to abide In weariness alway: At dawn to sigh for eventide, At eventide for day. Thy noon hath fled: thy sun hath shone: The brightness of thy day is gone: What need to lag and linger on Till life be cold and gray?
Lewis Carroll
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'The time has come,' the walrus said, 'to talk of many things: of shoes and ships - and sealing wax - of cabbages and kings.'
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