Alice's Adventures in Wonderland. Льюис Кэрролл

       Lewis Carroll

      Alice's Adventures in Wonderland

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      Table of Contents

       Christmas Greetings

       Chapter 1

       Chapter 2

       Chapter 3

       Chapter 4

       Chapter 5

       Chapter 6

       Chapter 7

       Chapter 8

       Chapter 9

       Chapter 10

       Chapter 11

       Chapter 12

      All in the golden afternoon

       Full leisurely we glide;

       For both our oars, with little skill,

       By little arms are plied

       While little hands make vain pretence

       Our wanderings to guide.

      Ah, cruel Three! In such an hour

       Beneath such dreamy weather,

       To beg a tale of breath too weak

       To stir the tiniest feather!

       Yet what can one poor voice avail

       Against three tongues together?

      Imperious Prima flashes forth

       Her edict to ‘begin it’:

       In gentler tone Secunda hopes

       ‘There will be nonsense in it’

       While Tertia interrupts the tale

       Not more than once a minute.

      Anon, to sudden silence won,

       In fancy they pursue

       The dream-child moving through a land

       Of wonders wild and new,

       In friendly chat with bird or beast—

       And half believe it true.

      And ever, as the story drained

       The wells of fancy dry,

       And faintly strove that weary one

       To put the subject by,

       ‘The rest next time’—‘It is next time!’ The happy voices cry.

      Thus grew the tale of Wonderland:

       Thus slowly, one by one,

       Its quaint events were hammered out—

       And now the tale is done,

       And home we steer, a merry crew,

       Beneath the setting sun.

      Alice! a childish story take,

       And with a gentle hand

       Lay it where Childhood’s dreams are twined

       In Memory’s mystic band,

       Like pilgrim’s wither’d wreath of flowers

       Pluck’d in a far-off land.

      Christmas Greetings

       (From a Fairy to a Child)

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      Lady dear, if Fairies may

       For a moment lay aside

       Cunning tricks and elfish play,

       ’Tis at happy Christmas-tide.

      We have heard the children say—

       Gentle children, whom we love—

       Long ago, on Christmas Day,

       Came a message from above.

      Still, as Christmas-tide comes round,

       They remember it again—

       Echo still the joyful sound

       “Peace on earth, good-will to men!”

      Yet the hearts must childlike be

       Where such heavenly guests abide:

       Unto children, in their glee,

       All the year is Christmas-tide!

      Thus, forgetting tricks and play

       For a moment, Lady dear,

       We would wish you, if we may,

       Merry Christmas, glad New Year!

      

       Christmas, 1867

      Chapter 1

      Down the Rabbit-Hole

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      Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, ‘and what is the use of a book,’ thought Alice ‘without pictures or conversation?’

      So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.

      There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, ‘Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!’ (when she thought it over afterwards, it occurred to her that she ought to have wondered at this, but at the time it all seemed quite natural); but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit