Poetry
Quotes
Theme with Variations
I never loved a dear Gazelle-- Nor anything that cost me much: High prices profit those who sell, But why should I be fond of such? To glad me with his soft black eye My son comes trotting home from school; He's had a fight but can't tell why-- He always was a little fool! But, when he came to know me well, He kicked me out, her testy Sire: And when I stained my hair, that Belle Might note the change and this admire And love me, it was sure to dye A muddy green, or staring blue: Whilst one might trace, with half an eye, The still triumphant carrot through Poem by Lewis Carroll
Lewis Carroll Poems
The Three SunsetsThe Voice of the Lobster
The Walrus and the Carpenter
