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Стр. 132 - There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's treading on my tail. See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance! They are waiting on the shingle — will you come and join the dance? Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance?
Стр. 44 - Once upon a time there were three little sisters,' the Dormouse began in a great hurry; 'and their names were Elsie, Lacie, and Tillie; and they lived at the bottom of a well — ' 'What did they live on?' said Alice, who always took a great interest in questions of eating and drinking. 'They lived on treacle,' said the Dormouse, after thinking a minute or two.
Стр. 42 - Dormouse is asleep again," said the Hatter, and he poured a little hot tea upon its nose. The Dormouse shook its head impatiently, and said, without opening its eyes. "Of course, of course: just what I was going to remark myself." "Have you guessed the riddle yet?" the Hatter said, turning to Alice again. "No, I give it up,
Стр. 133 - Too far, too far!' and gave a look askance Said he thanked the whiting kindly, but he would not join the dance. Would not, could not, would not, could not, would not join the dance. Would not, could not, would not, could not, could not join the dance. 'What matters it how far we go?
Стр. 23 - You are old, Father John, as I mentioned before, And your body and ways are not slim — Did you think that by bouncing on Stead's ' brother Boer' You could knock out the stuffing from him ? "
Стр. 96 - That is very wonderful and original." " Yes, it is very wonderful, and very original," agreed the Knight. " I invented it last week, but would you believe it ? " and his helmet bristled as he spoke, " that unscrupulous Foreign Office of ours has been making use of it for years and years and years. I am thinking of prosecuting them for infringement." " Why don't you point out to them that you invented it, and ask them to give you lots and lots of money for it? I'm sure they would, if they only knew,"...
Стр. x - On which are based these pages. A classic which in nursery land Will stand the test of ages. We claim that naught within these leaves Has been set down in malice, That certainly against the State By us there no cabal is — And, reader, if you've praise to give, Bestmv it all on Alice.
Стр. x - This very plaintive story, Of Clara's trip to Blunderland, Of creatures bold and boery; And clothe in garb of fantasy Prosaic Whig and Tory. A sense of Duty urged us first To "hurry and begin it. " Fatuity then whispered low, "It won't take half a minute!" We laughed to scorn the bare idea That there was money in it. So far we have confined our words To merely pointless chatter. As flat as other prefaces, Perhaps a trifle flatter; But, as the reader always skips This pan, it does not matter. 341...
Стр. 5 - ... cried Clara, in ecstasies, quite forgetting that a garden can't be a palace. She tried very hard to get through the keyhole into this charming place, but it was of no use, and when she found that she would have to stop in the hall with the green chairs and hear the White Rabbit read the bill, she sat down and cried and cried. " Must I stop here for ever and ever ? " she moaned. " I am afraid you will never leave this house until it is dissolved.
Стр. 37 - In that direction," the Cat said, waving its right paw round, "lives a Hatter: and in that direction," waving the other paw, "lives a March Hare. Visit either you like: they're both mad." "But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked. "Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're all mad here.