Fairyland and fancyFrederick Brigham De Berard Bodleian Society, 1905 |
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... minute or two she could do nothing but hug the little Lily in silence . As soon as she recovered her breath a little , she called out to the White King , who was sitting sulkily among the ashes , " Mind the vol- cano ! " " What volcano ...
... minute or two she could do nothing but hug the little Lily in silence . As soon as she recovered her breath a little , she called out to the White King , who was sitting sulkily among the ashes , " Mind the vol- cano ! " " What volcano ...
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... minute : it quite seemed to take her breath away . At length , as the Tiger - lily only went on waving about , she spoke again , in a timid voice - almost in a whisper . " And can all the flowers talk ? " " As well as you can , " said ...
... minute : it quite seemed to take her breath away . At length , as the Tiger - lily only went on waving about , she spoke again , in a timid voice - almost in a whisper . " And can all the flowers talk ? " " As well as you can , " said ...
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... minute before she found herself face to face with the Red Queen , and full in sight of the hill she had been so long aiming at . " Where do you come from ? " said the Red Queen . " And where are you going ? Look up , speak nicely , and ...
... minute before she found herself face to face with the Red Queen , and full in sight of the hill she had been so long aiming at . " Where do you come from ? " said the Red Queen . " And where are you going ? Look up , speak nicely , and ...
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... minute ! " " I'm afraid I haven't got one , " Alice said , in a fright- ened tone ; " there wasn't a ticket - office where I came from . " And again the chorus of voices went on : " There wasn't room for one where she came from . The ...
... minute ! " " I'm afraid I haven't got one , " Alice said , in a fright- ened tone ; " there wasn't a ticket - office where I came from . " And again the chorus of voices went on : " There wasn't room for one where she came from . The ...
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... minute or two , pon- dering . The Gnat amused itself meanwhile by hum- ming round and round her head ; at last it settled again and remarked , " I suppose you don't want to lose your name ? " " No , indeed , " Alice said , a little ...
... minute or two , pon- dering . The Gnat amused itself meanwhile by hum- ming round and round her head ; at last it settled again and remarked , " I suppose you don't want to lose your name ? " " No , indeed , " Alice said , a little ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
Alice asked Alice thought Alice's Athens beautiful began bird breath bright child Corrievreckan cried Daisy dance dear Demetrius doth dream Egeus elfin Esbern Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy fear Fir-tree flowers gentle Gnat hair hand Hans Christian Andersen hast hath head hear heard heart heaven Helena Hermia Hippolyta horse Humpty Dumpty Hyldreda Joseph Rodman Drake King kiss kitten Kitty Kong Tolv lady laughing Lion looked Looking-glass lord lovers Lysander maiden moon never night o'er Oberon Peter Quince Philostrate play poor Puck Pyramus Pyramus and Thisbe Quince Red Queen Reënter Resa round seemed shine sigh sing sleep smile song speak stood sweet talk tell thee there's Theseus things Thisbe thou thought Alice Tiger-lily Titania tone tree turned Tweedledee Tweedledum Unicorn voice walking wall Walrus White Queen wings wonder wood
Passagens conhecidas
Página 283 - Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather...
Página 179 - That very time I saw, (but thou could'st not,) Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal, throned by the west ; And loosed his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon ; And the imperial vot'ress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Página 66 - Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves. And the mome raths outgrabe.
Página 215 - My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, So flew'd, so sanded, and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew ; Crook-kneed, and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls; Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells, Each under each. A cry more tuneable Was never holla'd to, nor cheer'd with horn, In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly : Judge when you hear, — But, soft!
Página 208 - But we are spirits of another sort : I with the morning's love have oft made sport ; And, like a forester, the groves may tread, Even till the eastern gate, all fiery-red, Opening on Neptune with fair blessed beams, Turns into yellow gold his salt-green streams.
Página 247 - And, as for what your brain bewilders, If I can rid your town of rats Will you give me a thousand guilders?
Página 90 - The time has come," the Walrus said, "To talk of many things: Of shoes— and ships— and sealing wax— Of cabbages— and kings— And why the sea is boiling hot— And whether pigs have wings.
Página 251 - And now the Mayor was on the rack, And the wretched Council's bosoms beat, As the Piper turned from the High Street To where the Weser rolled its waters Right in the way of their sons and daughters ! However he turned from south to west, And to Koppelberg Hill his steps addressed, And after him the children pressed ; Great was the joy in every breast. ' He never can cross that mighty top ; He's forced to let the piping drop...
Página 90 - Of cabbages — and kings And why the sea is boiling hot — And whether pigs have wings. " "But, wait a bit, " the Oysters cried, "Before we have our chat; For some of us are out of breath, And all of us are fat! " "No hurry !"said the Carpenter. They thanked him much for that. "A loaf of bread...
Página 245 - And licked the soup from the cooks' own ladles, Split open the kegs of salted sprats, Made nests inside men's Sunday hats, And even spoiled the women's chats, By drowning their speaking With shrieking and squeaking In fifty different sharps and flats.