Showing posts with label Lewis Carroll. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lewis Carroll. Show all posts

Saturday, March 5, 2011

She's Real to Me

Doctor and the Doll  Norman Rockwell
Bessie's Song to her Doll
by Lewis Carroll (Charles Dodgson)
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, 
But all our conversation fails. 
You never answer me again-- 
I fear you're dumb, Matilda Jane! 

Matilda darling, when I call, 
You never seem to hear at all. 
I shout with all my might and main-- 
But you're so deaf, Matilda Jane! 

Matilda Jane, you needn't mind, 
For, though you're deaf and dumb and blind, 
There's some one loves you, it is plain-- 
And that is me, Matilda Jane!

Saturday, January 29, 2011

The Vorpal Blade

Death   Benjamin West
Jabberwocky
by Lewis Carroll

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
 
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
 
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
 
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.
 
"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Hearty Soup for a Cold Day


Soup   William-Adolphe Bouguereau
Beautiful Soup
              by Lewis Carroll
BEAUTIFUL Soup, so rich and green,
Waiting in a hot tureen!
Who for such dainties would not stoop?
Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup!
Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup!

Beau--ootiful Soo-oop!
Beau--ootiful Soo-oop!
Soo--oop of the e--e--evening,
Beautiful, beautiful Soup!

Beautiful Soup! Who cares for fish,
Game, or any other dish?
Who would not give all else for two
Pennyworth only of Beautiful Soup?
Pennyworth only of beautiful Soup?

Beau--ootiful Soo-oop!
Beau--ootiful Soo-oop!
Soo--oop of the e--e--evening,
Beautiful, beauti--FUL SOUP!