Author: Lewis Carroll

The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze […]

From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In […]

Next the Son, the Stunning-Cantab: He suggested curves of beauty, Curves pervading all his figure, Which the eye might follow […]

There are certain things as, a spider, a ghost, The income-tax, gout, an umbrella for three That I hate, but […]

When on the sandy shore I sit, Beside the salt sea-wave, And fall into a weeping fit Because I dare […]

Why is it that Poetry has never yet been subjected to that process of Dilution which has proved so advantageous […]

“DON’T they consult the ‘Victims,’ though?” I said. “They should, by rights, Give them a chance – because, you know, […]

But my Hiawatha’s patience, His politeness and his patience, Unaccountably had vanished, And he left that happy party. Neither did […]

Man Naturally loves delay, And to procrastinate; Business put off from day to day Is always done to late. Let […]

With saddest music all day long She soothed her secret sorrow: At night she sighed “I fear ’twas wrong Such […]

The Barrister’s Dream They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; […]

Little Birds are dining Warily and well, Hid in mossy cell: Hid, I say, by waiters Gorgeous in their gaiters […]

The Vanishing They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; They […]

And with that she Began nursing her child again, singing a sort of Lullaby to it as she did so, […]

“AND did you really walk,” said I, “On such a wretched night? I always fancied Ghosts could fly – If […]

The day was wet, the rain fell souse Like jars of strawberry jam, [1] a Sound was heard in the […]

A Mother’s breast: Safe refuge from her childish fears, From childish troubles, childish tears, Mists that enshroud her dawning years! […]

Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: In memory of golden summer hours And whispers of a summer sea. Girt with […]

“OH, when I was a little Ghost, A merry time had we! Each seated on his favourite post, We chumped […]

‘Haddock’s Eyes’ or ‘The Aged Aged Man’ or ‘Ways and Means’ or ‘A-Sitting On A Gate’ I’ll tell thee everything […]

I have a horse – a ryghte good horse – Ne doe Y envye those Who scoure ye playne yn […]

The Hunting The Bellman looked uffish, and wrinkled his brow. “If only you’d spoken before! It’s excessively awkward to mention […]

First the Governor, the Father: He suggested velvet curtains Looped about a massy pillar; And the corner of a table, […]

The Baker’s Tale They roused him with muffins they roused him with ice They roused him with mustard and cress […]

I There was an ancient City, stricken down With a strange frenzy, and for many a day They paced from […]

He thought he saw an Elephant That practised on a fife: He looked again, and found it was A letter […]

A short direction To avoid dejection, By variations In occupations, And prolongation Of relaxation, And combinations Of recreations, And disputation […]

A boat, beneath a sunny sky Lingering onward dreamily In an evening of July Children three that nestle near, Eager […]

”Tis the voice of the Lobster: I heard him declare ‘You have baked me too brown, I must sugar my […]

“You are old, Father william,” the young man said, “And your hair has become very white; And yet you incessantly […]