#English #Victorians #XIXCentury
PREFACE If——and the thing is wildly possible——th… nonsense were ever brought against the a… instructive poem, it would be based, I f… ``Then the bowsprit got mixed with the r…
A boat, beneath a sunny sky Lingering onward dreamily In an evening of July Children three that nestle near, Eager eye and willing ear,
‘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 ...
#AliceInWonderland
I’ll tell thee everything I can: There’s little to relate. I saw an aged aged man, A-sitting on a gate. ‘Who are you, aged man?’ I said.
Inscribed to a Dear Child: In Memory of Golden Summer Hours And Whispers of a Summer Sea Girt with a boyish garb for boyish task, Eager she wields her spade: yet loves as…
‘Fury said to a mouse, That he met in the house,
The Banker’s Fate They sought it with thimbles, they sough… They pursued it with forks and hope; They threatened its life with a railway-… They charmed it with smiles and soap.
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 sea:
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
#RhymedStanza
The Landing “Just the place for a Snark!” the Bellm… As he landed his crew with care; Supporting each man on the top of the ti… By a finger entwined in his hair.
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 —
Little Birds are dining Warily and well, Hid in mossy cell: Hid, I say, by waiters Gorgeous in their gaiters —
There are certain things —a spider, a gh… The income—tax, gout, an umbrella for th… That I hate, but the thing that I hate… Is a thing they call the SEA. Pour some salt water over the floor—
The Hunting The Bellman looked uffish, and wrinkled… “If only you’d spoken before! It’s excessively awkward to mention it n… With the Snark, so to speak, at the doo…
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
