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       Lewis Carroll

      The Poetry Collections of Lewis Carroll

       Early Verse + Puzzles from Wonderland + Prologues to Plays + Rhyme? And Reason? + College Rhymes and Notes by an Oxford Chiel + Acrostics, Inscriptions and Other Verses + Three Sunsets and Other Poems + The Hunting of the Snark

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       Early Verse

       Puzzles from Wonderland

       Prologues to Plays

       Rhyme? And Reason?

       College Rhymes and Notes by an Oxford Chiel

       Acrostics, Inscriptions and Other Verses

       Three Sunsets and Other Poems

       The Hunting of the Snark

      Early Verse

      Main TOC

        My Fairy

        Punctuality

        Melodies

        Brother and Sister

        Facts

        Rules and Regulations

        Horrors

        Misunderstandings

        As It Fell upon a Day

        Ye Fattale Cheyse

        Lays of Sorrow No. 1

        Lays of Sorrow No. 2

        The Two Brothers

        The Lady of the Ladle

        Coronach

        She’s All my Fancy Painted Him

        Photography Extraordinary

        Lays of Mystery, Imagination, and Humour

        The Mock Turtle’s Song

        Upon the Lonely Moor

        Miss Jones

       Table of Contents

      I have a fairy by my side

      Which says I must not sleep,

      When once in pain I loudly cried

      It said “You must not weep.”

      If, full of mirth, I smile and grin,

      It says “You must not laugh;”

      When once I wished to drink some gin

      It said “You must not quaff.”

      When once a meal I wished to taste

      It said “You must not bite;”

      When to the wars I went in haste

      It said “You must not fight.”

      “What may I do?” at length I cried,

      Tired of the painful task.

      The fairy quietly replied,

      And said “You must not ask.”

      Moral: “You mustn’t.”

      (1845)

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      Man naturally loves delay,

      And to procrastinate;

      Business put off from day to day

      Is always done too late.

      Let every hour be in its place

      Firm fixed, nor loosely shift, And well enjoy the vacant space,

      As though a birthday gift.

      And when the hour arrives, be there, Where’er that “there” may be;

      Uncleanly hands or ruffled hair

      Let no one ever see.

      If dinner at “half-past” be placed,

      At “half-past” then be dressed.

      If at a “quarter-past” make haste

      To be down


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