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The Hunting Of The Snark - An Agony In Eight Fits - Fit the Third - THE BAKER'S TALE The Hunting Of The Snark - An Agony In Eight Fits - Fit the Third - THE BAKER'S TALE

The Hunting Of The Snark - An Agony In Eight Fits - Fit the Third - THE BAKER'S TALE
Fit the Third - THE BAKER'S TALEThey roused him with muffins--they roused him with ice-- They roused him with mustard and cress-- They roused him with jam and judicious advice-- They set him conundrums to guess. When at length he sat up and was able to speak, His sad story he offered to tell; And the Bellman cried "Silence! Not even a shriek!" And excitedly tingled his bell. There was silence supreme! Not a shriek, not a scream, Scarcely even a howl or a groan, As the man they called "Ho!" told his story of woe In an antediluvian tone. "My... Poems - Post by : hh488 - Date : April 2012 - Author : Lewis Carroll - Read : 1568

The Hunting Of The Snark - An Agony In Eight Fits - Fit the Second - THE BELLMAN'S SPEECH The Hunting Of The Snark - An Agony In Eight Fits - Fit the Second - THE BELLMAN'S SPEECH

The Hunting Of The Snark - An Agony In Eight Fits - Fit the Second - THE BELLMAN'S SPEECH
Fit the Second - THE BELLMAN'S SPEECHThe Bellman himself they all praised to the skies-- Such a carriage, such ease and such grace! Such solemnity, too! One could see he was wise, The moment one looked in his face! He had bought a large map representing the sea, Without the least vestige of land: And the crew were much pleased when they found it to be A map they could all understand. "What's the good of Mercator's North Poles and Equators, Tropics, Zones, and Meridian Lines?" So the Bellman would cry: and the crew would reply "They are merely conventional signs!... Poems - Post by : dukesta3 - Date : April 2012 - Author : Lewis Carroll - Read : 3122

The Hunting Of The Snark - An Agony In Eight Fits - Fit the First - THE LANDING The Hunting Of The Snark - An Agony In Eight Fits - Fit the First - THE LANDING

The Hunting Of The Snark - An Agony In Eight Fits - Fit the First - THE LANDING
Fit the First - THE LANDING"Just the place for a Snark!" the Bellman cried, As he landed his crew with care; Supporting each man on the top of the tide By a finger entwined in his hair. "Just the place for a Snark! I have said it twice: That alone should encourage the crew. Just the place for a Snark! I have said it thrice: What I tell you three times is true." The crew was complete: it included a Boots-- A maker of Bonnets and Hoods-- A Barrister, brought to arrange their disputes-- And a Broker, to value their goods.... Poems - Post by : Robin_P - Date : April 2012 - Author : Lewis Carroll - Read : 2957

The Hunting Of The Snark - An Agony In Eight Fits - PREFACE The Hunting Of The Snark - An Agony In Eight Fits - PREFACE

The Hunting Of The Snark - An Agony In Eight Fits - PREFACE
PREFACEIf--and the thing is wildly possible--the charge of writing nonsense were ever brought against the author of this brief but instructive poem, it would be based, I feel convinced, on the line (in p.4)"Then the bowsprit got mixed with the rudder sometimes."In view of this painful possibility, I will not (as I might) appeal indignantly to my other writings as a proof that I am incapable of such a deed: I will not (as I might) point to the strong moral purpose of this poem itself, to the arithmetical principles so cautiously inculcated in it, or to its noble teachings in... Poems - Post by : Amber_Lowery - Date : April 2012 - Author : Lewis Carroll - Read : 1992

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter XII. Alice's Evidence Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter XII. Alice's Evidence

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter XII. Alice's Evidence
CHAPTER XII. Alice's Evidence'Here!' cried Alice, quite forgetting in the flurry of the moment how large she had grown in the last few minutes, and she jumped up in such a hurry that she tipped over the jury-box with the edge of her skirt, upsetting all the jurymen on to the heads of the crowd below, and there they lay sprawling about, reminding her very much of a globe of goldfish she had accidentally upset the week before.'Oh, I BEG your pardon!' she exclaimed in a tone of great dismay, and began picking them up again as quickly as she could,... Long Stories - Post by : wyvern - Date : April 2012 - Author : Lewis Carroll - Read : 835

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter XI. Who Stole the Tarts? Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter XI. Who Stole the Tarts?

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter XI. Who Stole the Tarts?
CHAPTER XI. Who Stole the Tarts?The King and Queen of Hearts were seated on their throne when they arrived, with a great crowd assembled about them--all sorts of little birds and beasts, as well as the whole pack of cards: the Knave was standing before them, in chains, with a soldier on each side to guard him; and near the King was the White Rabbit, with a trumpet in one hand, and a scroll of parchment in the other. In the very middle of the court was a table, with a large dish of tarts upon it: they looked so good,... Long Stories - Post by : paulhkhsu - Date : April 2012 - Author : Lewis Carroll - Read : 1605

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter X. The Lobster Quadrille Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter X. The Lobster Quadrille

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter X. The Lobster Quadrille
CHAPTER X. The Lobster QuadrilleThe Mock Turtle sighed deeply, and drew the back of one flapper across his eyes. He looked at Alice, and tried to speak, but for a minute or two sobs choked his voice. 'Same as if he had a bone in his throat,' said the Gryphon: and it set to work shaking him and punching him in the back. At last the Mock Turtle recovered his voice, and, with tears running down his cheeks, he went on again:--'You may not have lived much under the sea--' ('I haven't,' said Alice)--'and perhaps you were never even introduced to... Long Stories - Post by : tonywarrior - Date : April 2012 - Author : Lewis Carroll - Read : 3631

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter IX. The Mock Turtle's Story Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter IX. The Mock Turtle's Story

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter IX. The Mock Turtle's Story
CHAPTER IX. The Mock Turtle's Story'You can't think how glad I am to see you again, you dear old thing!' said the Duchess, as she tucked her arm affectionately into Alice's, and they walked off together.Alice was very glad to find her in such a pleasant temper, and thought to herself that perhaps it was only the pepper that had made her so savage when they met in the kitchen.'When I'M a Duchess,' she said to herself, (not in a very hopeful tone though), 'I won't have any pepper in my kitchen AT ALL. Soup does very well without--Maybe it's always... Long Stories - Post by : dhr8e - Date : April 2012 - Author : Lewis Carroll - Read : 2636

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter VIII. The Queen's Croquet-Ground Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter VIII. The Queen's Croquet-Ground

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter VIII. The Queen's Croquet-Ground
CHAPTER VIII. The Queen's Croquet-GroundA large rose-tree stood near the entrance of the garden: the roses growing on it were white, but there were three gardeners at it, busily painting them red. Alice thought this a very curious thing, and she went nearer to watch them, and just as she came up to them she heard one of them say, 'Look out now, Five! Don't go splashing paint over me like that!''I couldn't help it,' said Five, in a sulky tone; 'Seven jogged my elbow.'On which Seven looked up and said, 'That's right, Five! Always lay the blame on others!''YOU'D better... Long Stories - Post by : blackjackcafe - Date : April 2012 - Author : Lewis Carroll - Read : 3183

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter VII. A Mad Tea-Party Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter VII. A Mad Tea-Party

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter VII. A Mad Tea-Party
CHAPTER VII. A Mad Tea-PartyThere was a table set out under a tree in front of the house, and the March Hare and the Hatter were having tea at it: a Dormouse was sitting between them, fast asleep, and the other two were using it as a cushion, resting their elbows on it, and talking over its head. 'Very uncomfortable for the Dormouse,' thought Alice; 'only, as it's asleep, I suppose it doesn't mind.'The table was a large one, but the three were all crowded together at one corner of it: 'No room! No room!' they cried out when they saw... Long Stories - Post by : webmasterdan - Date : April 2012 - Author : Lewis Carroll - Read : 1386

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter VI. Pig and Pepper Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter VI. Pig and Pepper

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter VI. Pig and Pepper
CHAPTER VI. Pig and PepperFor a minute or two she stood looking at the house, and wondering what to do next, when suddenly a footman in livery came running out of the wood--(she considered him to be a footman because he was in livery: otherwise, judging by his face only, she would have called him a fish)--and rapped loudly at the door with his knuckles. It was opened by another footman in livery, with a round face, and large eyes like a frog; and both footmen, Alice noticed, had powdered hair that curled all over their heads. She felt very curious... Long Stories - Post by : jcrasi - Date : April 2012 - Author : Lewis Carroll - Read : 1750

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter V. Advice from a Caterpillar Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter V. Advice from a Caterpillar

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter V. Advice from a Caterpillar
CHAPTER V. Advice from a CaterpillarThe Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth, and addressed her in a languid, sleepy voice.'Who are YOU?' said the Caterpillar.This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, 'I--I hardly know, sir, just at present--at least I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.''What do you mean by that?' said the Caterpillar sternly. 'Explain yourself!''I can't explain MYSELF, I'm afraid,... Long Stories - Post by : Glenn_Leader - Date : April 2012 - Author : Lewis Carroll - Read : 2262

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter IV. The Rabbit Sends in a Little Bill Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter IV. The Rabbit Sends in a Little Bill

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter IV. The Rabbit Sends in a Little Bill
CHAPTER IV. The Rabbit Sends in a Little BillIt was the White Rabbit, trotting slowly back again, and looking anxiously about as it went, as if it had lost something; and she heard it muttering to itself 'The Duchess! The Duchess! Oh my dear paws! Oh my fur and whiskers! She'll get me executed, as sure as ferrets are ferrets! Where CAN I have dropped them, I wonder?' Alice guessed in a moment that it was looking for the fan and the pair of white kid gloves, and she very good-naturedly began hunting about for them, but they were nowhere to... Long Stories - Post by : topwater - Date : April 2012 - Author : Lewis Carroll - Read : 3039

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter III. A Caucus-Race and a Long Tale Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter III. A Caucus-Race and a Long Tale

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter III. A Caucus-Race and a Long Tale
CHAPTER III. A Caucus-Race and a Long TaleThey were indeed a queer-looking party that assembled on the bank--the birds with draggled feathers, the animals with their fur clinging close to them, and all dripping wet, cross, and uncomfortable.The first question of course was, how to get dry again: they had a consultation about this, and after a few minutes it seemed quite natural to Alice to find herself talking familiarly with them, as if she had known them all her life. Indeed, she had quite a long argument with the Lory, who at last turned sulky, and would only say, 'I... Long Stories - Post by : michaelkaer - Date : April 2012 - Author : Lewis Carroll - Read : 1051

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter II. The Pool of Tears Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter II. The Pool of Tears

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter II. The Pool of Tears
CHAPTER II. The Pool of Tears'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 ever was! Good-bye, feet!' (for when she looked down at her feet, they seemed to be almost out of sight, they were getting so far off). 'Oh, my poor little feet, I wonder who will put on your shoes and stockings for you now, dears? I'm sure _I shan't be able! I shall be a great deal too far off to trouble myself about you:... Long Stories - Post by : jrsbizlink - Date : April 2012 - Author : Lewis Carroll - Read : 3454

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter I. Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter I. Down the Rabbit-Hole

Alice's Adventures In Wonderland - Chapter I. Down the Rabbit-Hole
CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-HoleAlice 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 pictures or conversations in it, 'and what is the use of a book,' thought Alice 'without pictures or conversation?'So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking... Long Stories - Post by : hotcopy1 - Date : April 2012 - Author : Lewis Carroll - Read : 2856

A Song Of Love A Song Of Love

A Song Of Love
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? What the magic that charms the glad babe in her arms, Till it cooes with the voice of the dove? 'Tis a secret, and so let us whisper it low-- And the name of the secret... Poems - Post by : profits4 - Date : November 2011 - Author : Lewis Carroll - Read : 1303

Puck Lost And Found Puck Lost And Found

Puck Lost And Found
Puck has fled the haunts of men: Ridicule has made him wary: In the woods, and down the glen, No one meets a Fairy! "Cream!" the greedy Goblin cries-- Empties the deserted dairy-- Steals the spoons, and off he flies. Still we seek our Fairy! Ah! What form is entering? Lovelit eyes and laughter airy! Is not this a better thing, Child, whose visit thus I sing,... Poems - Post by : filmmaker - Date : November 2011 - Author : Lewis Carroll - Read : 2665

A Lesson In Latin A Lesson In Latin

A Lesson In Latin
Our Latin books, in motley row, Invite us to our task-- Gay Horace, stately Cicero: Yet there's one verb, when once we know, No higher skill we ask: This ranks all other lore above-- We've learned "'Amare' means 'to love'!" So, hour by hour, from flower to flower, We sip the sweets of Life: Till, all too soon, the clouds arise, And flaming cheeks and flashing eyes Proclaim the dawn of strife: With... Poems - Post by : rayzbiz.com - Date : November 2011 - Author : Lewis Carroll - Read : 1807

Faces In The Fire Faces In The Fire

Faces In The Fire
The night creeps onward, sad and slow: In these red embers' dying glow The forms of Fancy come and go. An island-farm--broad seas of corn Stirred by the wandering breath of morn-- The happy spot where I was born. The picture fadeth in its place: Amid the glow I seem to trace The shifting semblance of a face. 'Tis now a little childish form-- Red lips for kisses pouted warm-- And elf-locks tangled in the storm. 'Tis now a grave and gentle maid, At her own beauty half... Poems - Post by : Richard N Adams - Date : November 2011 - Author : Lewis Carroll - Read : 2675