Lewis Carroll

(27 January 1832 – 14 January 1898 / Cheshire)

Lewis Carroll Poems

41. Phantasmagoria Canto I (The Trystyng ) 1/1/2004
42. Phantasmagoria Canto Ii ( Hys Fyve Rules ) 1/1/2004
43. Phantasmagoria Canto Iii ( Scarmoges ) 1/1/2004
44. Phantasmagoria Canto Iv ( Hys Nouryture ) 1/1/2004
45. Phantasmagoria Canto V ( Byckerment ) 1/1/2004
46. Phantasmagoria Canto Vi ( Dyscomfyture ) 1/1/2004
47. Phantasmagoria Canto Vii ( Sad Souvenaunce ) 1/1/2004
48. Photography Extraordinary 1/1/2004
49. Poeta Fit, Non Nascitur 12/31/2002
50. Preface To Hunting Of The Snark 1/1/2004
51. Prologue 12/31/2002
52. Punctuality 1/1/2004
53. Rules And Regulations 1/1/2004
54. She's All My Fancy Painted Him 1/1/2004
55. Size And Tears 12/31/2002
56. Speak Roughly To Your Little Boy 1/1/2004
57. Tema Con Variazioni 12/31/2002
58. The Aged Aged Man 1/13/2003
59. The Crocodile 12/31/2002
60. The Hunting Of The Snark 12/31/2002
61. The Knight's Song 1/3/2003
62. The Lang Coortin' 12/31/2002
63. The Lobster-Quadrille 5/13/2001
64. The Mad Gardener's Song 12/31/2002
65. The Manlet 1/27/2012
66. The Palace Of Humbug 1/1/2004
67. The Sea 1/3/2003
68. The Sea 12/31/2002
69. The Three Voices 12/31/2002
70. The Voice Of The Lobster 5/13/2001
71. The Walrus And The Baker's Man 12/16/2014
72. The Walrus And The Carpenter 1/3/2003
73. The White Knight's Song 5/13/2001
74. Theme With Variations 1/1/2004
75. To Miss Vera Beringer 2/3/2015
76. Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Bat! 1/1/2004
77. Ye Carpette Knyghte 12/31/2002
78. You Are Old Father William 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 ...

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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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