#English #Victorians
‘Fury said to a mouse, That he met in the house,
Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no...
‘“Will you walk a little faster?”… “There’s a porpoise close behind u… See how eagerly the lobsters and t… They are waiting on the shingle—wi… Will you, won’t you, will you, won…
There are certain things —as, a sp… The income—tax, gout, an umbrella… That I hate, but the thing that I… Is a thing they call the Sea. Pour some salt water over the floo…
Lady dear, if Fairies may For a moment lay aside Cunning tricks and elfish play, ’Tis at happy Christmas-tide. We have heard the children say—
Fit the First The Landing “Just the place for a Snark!” the… As he landed his crew with care; Supporting each man on the top of…
The Three Voices The First Voice He trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze from off the s…
‘Curiouser and curiouser!’ cried Alice (she was so much surprised, that for the moment she quite forgot how to speak good English); ‘now I’m opening out like the largest telescope that ...
“SISTER, sister, go to bed! Go and rest your weary head.” Thus the prudent brother said. “Do you want a battered hide, Or scratches to your face applied?…
The sun was shining on the sea, Shining with all his might: He did his very best to make The billows smooth and bright— And this was odd, because it was
The ladye she stood at her lattice… Wi’ her doggie at her feet; Thorough the lattice she can spy The passers in the street, ‘There’s one that standeth at the…
“You are old, father William,” th… “And your hair has become very whi… And yet you incessantly stand on y… Do you think, at your age, it is r… “In my youth,” father William rep…
Lady Clara Vere de Vere Was eight years old, she said: Every ringlet, lightly shaken, ran… She took her little porringer: Of me she shall not win renown:
Alice was walking beside the Whit… ‘You are sad.’ the Knight said in… ‘Is it very long?’ Alice asked, f… 'It’s long.' said the Knight, 'bu… either it brings tears to their ey…
When on the sandy shore I sit, Beside the salt sea—wave, And fall into a weeping fit Because I dare not shave — A little whisper at my ear