Lewis Carroll

Lewis Carroll

1,000 карма
United Kingdom (Great Britain)

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Inscribed to a Dear Child:
In Memory of Golden Summer
And Whispers of a Summer
Girt with a boyish garb for boyish task,
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When midnight mists are creeping,
And all the land is sleeping,
Around me tread the mighty dead,
And slowly pass away
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Lady Clara Vere de
Was eight years old, she said:
Every ringlet, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden thread
She took her little porringer:
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'Twas brillig, and the slithy
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe
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TH saddest music all day
She soothed her secret sorrow:
At night she sighed "I fear 'twas
Such cheerful words to borrow
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"You are old, father William," the young man said, "And your hair has become very white; And yet you incessantly stand on your head — Do you think, at your age, it is right
" "In my youth," father William replied...
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A boat, beneath a sunny
Lingering onward
In an evening of
Children three that nestle near,
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