Lewis Carroll

(27 January 1832 – 14 January 1898 / Cheshire)

Lewis Carroll Poems

1. To Miss Vera Beringer 2/3/2015
2. The Manlet 1/27/2012
3. The Walrus And The Baker's Man 12/16/2014
4. Beautiful Soup 11/26/2014
5. Tema Con Variazioni 12/31/2002
6. Theme With Variations 1/1/2004
7. Phantasmagoria Canto Vii ( Sad Souvenaunce ) 1/1/2004
8. The Palace Of Humbug 1/1/2004
9. Fit The Third ( Hunting Of The Snark ) 1/1/2004
10. Ye Carpette Knyghte 12/31/2002
11. The Lang Coortin' 12/31/2002
12. Fit The Sixth ( Hunting Of The Snark ) 1/1/2004
13. Phantasmagoria Canto V ( Byckerment ) 1/1/2004
14. Phantasmagoria Canto Vi ( Dyscomfyture ) 1/1/2004
15. I'Ll Tell Thee Everything I Can 3/29/2010
16. Phantasmagoria Canto Iv ( Hys Nouryture ) 1/1/2004
17. The Three Voices 12/31/2002
18. Madrigal 1/1/2004
19. Preface To Hunting Of The Snark 1/1/2004
20. Poeta Fit, Non Nascitur 12/31/2002
21. Photography Extraordinary 1/1/2004
22. Phantasmagoria Canto Iii ( Scarmoges ) 1/1/2004
23. Phantasmagoria Canto Ii ( Hys Fyve Rules ) 1/1/2004
24. Prologue 12/31/2002
25. The Knight's Song 1/3/2003
26. Melancholetta 12/31/2002
27. Fit The Seventh ( Hunting Of The Snark ) 1/1/2004
28. Hiawatha's Photographing 12/31/2002
29. Size And Tears 12/31/2002
30. The Voice Of The Lobster 5/13/2001
31. The Lobster-Quadrille 5/13/2001
32. The White Knight's Song 5/13/2001
33. The Sea 1/3/2003
34. The Aged Aged Man 1/13/2003
35. She's All My Fancy Painted Him 1/1/2004
36. Phantasmagoria Canto I (The Trystyng ) 1/1/2004
37. Fit The Fourth ( Hunting Of The Snark ) 1/1/2004
38. Bessie's Song To Her Doll 3/29/2010
39. Another Acrostic ( In The Style Of Father William ) 1/1/2004
40. Four Riddles 12/31/2002
Best Poem of Lewis Carroll

Jabberwocky

'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 a while 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 ...

Read the full of Jabberwocky

A Nursery Darling

A Mother's breast:
Safe refuge from her childish fears,
From childish troubles, childish tears,
Mists that enshroud her dawning years!
see how in sleep she seems to sing
A voiceless psalm--an offering
Raised, to the glory of her King
In Love: for Love is Rest.

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