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The rabbits bow before thee, And cower in the straw; The chickens are submissive, And own thy will for law; Bullfinches and canary Thy bidding do obey; And e'en the tortoise in its shell Doth never say thee nay.
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Every story has a moral you just need to be clever enough to find it - the Dutchess
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A thick stick in one's hand makes people respectful.
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Beautiful soup! Who cares for fish, game or any other dish? Who would not give all else for two pennyworth of beautiful soup?
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In proceeding to the dining-room, the gentleman gives one arm to the lady he escorts--it is unusual to offer both.
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I don't see how he can ever finish, if he doesn't begin.
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When the sands are all dry, he is gay as a lark, And will talk in contemptuous tones of the Shark: But, when the tide rises and sharks are around, His voice has a timid and tremulous sound.
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Well that was the silliest tea party I ever went to! I am never going back there again!
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Magnitudes are algebraically represented by letter, men by men of letters, and so on.
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Read the directions and directly you will be directed in the right direction.
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I NEVER loved a dear Gazelle – Nor anything that cost me much: High prices profit those who sell, but why should I be fond of such?
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In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.
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I believe this thought, of the possibility of death - if calmly realised, and steadily faced would be one of the best possible tests as to our going to any scene of amusement being right or wrong. If the thought of sudden death acquires, for you, a special horror when imagined as happening in a theatre, then be very sure the theatre is harmful for you, however harmless it may be for others; and that you are incurring a deadly peril in going.
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We are but older children, dear, Who fret to find our bedtime near.
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There was once a young man of Oporta, Who daily got shorter and shorter, The reason he said Was the hod on his head Which was filled with the heaviest mortar.
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"All right", said the Cat; and this time it vanished quite slowly, beginning with the end of the tail, and ending with the grin, which remained some time after the rest of it had gone.
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Not as in rest she bowed, But large hot tears were coursing down her cheek. And her low-panted sobs broke awefully Upon the sleeping echoes of the night.
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The West is the fitting tomb for all the sorrow and the sighing, all the errors and the follies of the Past: for all its withered Hopes and all its buried Loves! From the East comes new strength, new ambition, new Hope, new Life, new Love! Look Eastward! Aye, look Eastward!'
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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!'
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I wish I could manage to be glad! Only I never can remember the rule. You must be very happy, living in this wood, and being glad whenever you like!
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I mark this day with a white stone.
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One thing was certain, that the white kitten had had nothing to do with it-- it was the black kitten's fault entirely.
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An island-farm - broad seas of corn Stirred by the wandering breath of morn - The happy spot where I was born.
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The air is bright with hues of light And rich with laughter and with singing: Young hearts beat high in ecstasy, And banners wave, and bells are ringing: But silence falls with fading day, And there's an end to mirth and play. Ah, well-a-day!