#English #Victorians
He thought he saw an Elephant That practised on a fife: He looked again, and found it was A letter from his wife. “At length I realize,” he 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… Eager she wields her spade: yet lo…
Lays of Mystery, Imagination, and Humor Number 1 I dreamt I dwelt in marble halls, And each damp thing that creeps an…
PREFACE If——and the thing is wildly possib… nonsense were ever brought against… instructive poem, it would be base… ``Then the bowsprit got mixed with…
ONE winter night, at half—past ni… Cold, tired, and cross, and muddy, I had come home, too late to dine, And supper, with cigars and wine, Was waiting in the study.
CHAPTER VIII. The Queen’s Croquet-Ground A large rose-tree stood near the entrance of the garden: the roses growing on it were white, but there were three gardeners at it,...
The Bellman’s Speech The Bellman himself they all prai… Such a carriage, such ease and suc… Such solemnity, too! One could se… The moment one looked in his face!
“Will you walk a little faster?” s… “There’s a porpoise close behind u… tail. See how eagerly the lobsters and t… They are waiting on the shingle—wi…
Blow, blow your trumpets till they… Ye little men of little souls! And bid them huddle at your back - Gold-sucking leeches, shoals on sh… Fill all the air with hungry wails…
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
Matilda Jane, you never look At any toy or picture-book. I show you pretty things in vain You must be blind, Matilda Jane! I ask you riddles, tell you tales,
Rules and Regulations A short direction To avoid dejection, By variations In occupations,
‘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 wi...
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…
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,