“Ever drifting down the stream —
Lingering in the golden gleam —
Life, what is it but a dream?”
Through The Looking Glass
Fury said to
a mouse, That
he met in the
us both go
to law: I
take no de-
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
From Lewis Carroll’s Sylvie and Bruno
It’s all about you, you know.
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,
How neatly spread his claws,
And welcome little fishes in
With gently smiling jaws!