Lewis Carroll

(27 January 1832 – 14 January 1898 / Cheshire)


Poem by Lewis Carroll

Little maidens, when you look
On this little story-book,
Reading with attentive eye
Its enticing history,
Never think that hours of play
Are your only HOLIDAY,
And that in a HOUSE of joy
Lessons serve but to annoy:
If in any HOUSE you find
Children of a gentle mind,
Each the others pleasing ever--
Each the others vexing never--
Daily work and pastime daily
In their order taking gaily--
Then be very sure that they
Have a life of HOLIDAY.

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Comments about Acrostic by Lewis Carroll

  • Dr.Hilalah Aldhafeeri (7/28/2018 2:45:00 PM)

    Realy its a wonderful poem.(Report)Reply

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  • John Richter (12/15/2014 7:30:00 AM)

    Lorina was Alice Liddell's older sister (Also their mother's name, to who Carroll was very close) and Edith was Alice's closest sister...(Report)Reply

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  • Laura Burns (9/16/2014 9:23:00 AM)

    This poem was written to the Liddell children.(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004