A BOAT, beneath a sunny sky, | |
Lingering onward dreamily | |
In an evening of July; | |
Children three that nestle near, | |
Eager eye and willing ear, | 5 |
Pleased a simple tale to hear;— | |
Long has paled that sunny sky: | |
Echoes fade and memories die, | |
Autumn frosts have slain July. | |
Still she haunts me, phantom-wise, | 10 |
Alice moving under skies | |
Never seen by waking eyes. | |
Children yet, the tale to hear, | |
Eager eye and willing ear, | |
Lovingly shall nestle near. | 15 |
In a Wonderland they lie, | |
Dreaming as the days go by, | |
Dreaming as the summers die: | |
Ever drifting down the stream, | |
Lingering in the golden gleam,— | 20 |
Life, what is it but a dream? |
Lewis Carroll
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