Alice's Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll With 42 Illustrations by John Tenniel
Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll With 42 Illustrations by John Tenniel
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All in the golden afternoon Full leisurely we glide; For both our oars,with little skill, By little arms are plied, While little hands make vain pretence Our wanderings to guide. Ah,cruel Three!In such an hour, Beneath such dreamy weather, To beg a tale of breath too weak To stir the tiniest feather! Yet what can one poor voice avail Against three tongues together? Imperious Prima flashes forth Her edict“to begin it”: In gentler tones Secunda hopes “There will be nonsense in it!!” While Tertia interrupts the tale Not more than once a minute. Anon,to sudden silence won, In fancy they pursue The dream-child moving through a land Of wonders wild and new, In friendly chat with bird or beast- And half believe it true
All in the golden afternoon Full leisurely we glide ; For both our oars, with little skill, By little arms are plied, While little hands make vain pretence Our wanderings to guide. Ah, cruel Three ! In such an hour, Beneath such dreamy weather, To beg a tale of breath too weak To stir the tiniest feather ! Yet what can one poor voice avail Against three tongues together ? Imperious Prima flashes forth Her edict “ to begin it ” : In gentler tones Secunda hopes “ There will be nonsense in it ! ” While Tertia interrupts the tale Not more than once a minute. Anon, to sudden silence won, In fancy they pursue The dream-child moving through a land Of wonders wild and new, In friendly chat with bird or beast— And half believe it true
And ever,as the story drained The wells of fancy dry, And faintly strove that weary one To put the subject by, “The rest next time--”“It is next time!” The happy voices cry. Thus grew the tale of Wonderland: Thus slowly,one by one, Its quaint events were hammered out- And now the tale is done, And home we steer,a merry crew, Beneath the setting sun. Alice!A childish story take, And,with a gentle hand, Lay it where Childhood's dreams are twined In Memory's mystic band, Like pilgrim's wither'd wreath of flowers Pluck'd in a far-off land
And ever, as the story drained The wells of fancy dry, And faintly strove that weary one To put the subject by, “ The rest next time— ” “ It is next time ! ” The happy voices cry. Thus grew the tale of Wonderland : Thus slowly, one by one, Its quaint events were hammered out— And now the tale is done, And home we steer, a merry crew, Beneath the setting sun. Alice ! A childish story take, And, with a gentle hand, Lay it where Childhood’s dreams are twined In Memory’s mystic band, Like pilgrim’s wither’d wreath of flowers Pluck’d in a far-off land
CONTENTS CHAPTER PAGE I Down the Rabbit-Hole 7 II The Pool of Tears 14 III A Caucus-Race and a Long Tale 22 IV The Rabbit Sends in a Little Bill 29 V Advice from a Caterpillar 38 VI Pig and Pepper 48 VII A Mad Tea-Party 58 VIII The Queen's Croquet-Ground 67 IX The Mock Turtle's Story 76 X The Lobster-Quadrille 85 XI Who Stole the Tarts? 93 XII Alice's Evidence 100
C ON T E N T S CHAPTER PAGE I Down the Rabbit-Hole 7 II The Pool of Tears 14 III A Caucus-Race and a Long Tale 22 IV The Rabbit Sends in a Little Bill 29 V Advice from a Caterpillar 38 VI Pig and Pepper 48 VII A Mad Tea-Party 58 VIII The Queen’s Croquet-Ground 67 IX The Mock Turtle’s Story 76 X The Lobster-Quadrille 85 XI Who Stole the Tarts ? 93 XII Alice’s Evidence 100
CHAPTER I Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank,and of having nothing to do:once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading,but it had no pictures or conversations init,“and what is the use of a book,”thought Alice,.“without pictures or conversations?” So she was considering,in her own mind (as well as she could,for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid),whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and
C HA P T E R I Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do : once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “ and what is the use of a book, ” thought Alice, “ without pictures or conversations ? ” So she was considering, in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and
-8- picking the daisies,when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her. There was nothing so very remarkable in that;nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself"Oh dear! Oh dear!I shall be too late!"(when she thought it over afterwards,it occurred to her that she ought to have wondered at this,but at the time it all seemed quite natural);but,when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket,and looked at it,and then hurried on,Alice started to her feet,for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket,or a watch to take out of it,and,burning with curiosity,she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge. In another moment down went Alice after it,never once consider- ing how in the world she was to get out again. The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way,and then dipped suddenly down,so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well. Either the well was very deep,or she fell very slowly,for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her,and to wonder what was going to happen next.First,she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to,but it was too dark to see anything:then she looked at the sides of the well,and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and book-shelves:here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed:it was labeled "ORANGE MARMALADE,"but to her great disappointment it was empty:she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath,so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it. “Well!”thought Alice to herself..“After such a fall as this,I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs!How brave they'll all think me at home!Why,I wouldn't say anything about it,even if I fell off the top of the house!"(Which was very likely true.) Down,down,down.Would the fall never come to an end?"I won- der how many miles I've fallen by this time?"she said aloud."I must
— 8 — picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her. There was nothing so very remarkable in that ; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “ Oh dear ! Oh dear ! I shall be too late ! ” (when she thought it over afterwards, it occurred to her that she ought to have wondered at this, but at the time it all seemed quite natural) ; but, when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge. In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again. The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down what seemed to be a very deep well. Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next. First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything : then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and book-shelves : here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs. She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed : it was labeled “ ORANGE MARMALADE, ” but to her great disappointment it was empty : she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it. “ Well ! ” thought Alice to herself. “ After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs ! How brave they’ll all think me at home ! Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house ! ” (Which was very likely true.) Down, down, down. Would the fall never come to an end ? “ I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time ? ” she said aloud. “ I must
-9- be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth.Let me see:that would be four thousand miles down,I think-"(for,you see,Alice had learnt several things of this sort in her lessons in the school-room,and though this was not a very good opportunity for showing off her knowledge,as there was no one to listen to her,still it was good prac- tice to say it over)"-yes,that's about the right distance-but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I've got to?"(Alice had not the slightest idea what Latitude was,or Longitude either,but she thought they were nice grand words to say.) Presently she began again."I wonder if I shall fall right through the earth!How funny it'll seem to come out among the people that walk with their heads downwards!The antipathies,I think-"(she was rather glad there was no one listening,this time,as it didn't sound at all the right word)"-but I shall have to ask them what the name of the country is,you know.Please,Ma'am,is this New Zealand?Or Aus- tralia?"(and she tried to curtsey as she spoke-fancy,curtseying as you're falling through the air!Do you think you could manage it?)"And what an ignorant little girl she'll think me for asking!No,it'll never do to ask:perhaps I shall see it written up somewhere." Down,down,down.There was nothing else to do,so Alice soon began talking again."Dinah'll miss me very much to-night,I should think!"(Dinah was the cat.)"I hope they'll remember her saucer of milk at tea-time.Dinah,my dear!I wish you were down here with me! There are no mice in the air,I'm afraid,but you might catch a bat,and that's very like a mouse,you know.But do cats eat bats,I wonder?" And here Alice began to get rather sleepy,and went on saying to her- self,in a dreamy sort of way,"Do cats eat bats?Do cats eat bats?"and sometimes "Do bats eat cats?",for,you see,as she couldn't answer either question,it didn't much matter which way she put it.She felt that she was dozing off,and had just begun to dream that she was walk- ing hand in hand with Dinah,and was saying to her,very earnestly, "Now,Dinah,tell me the truth:did you ever eat a bat?",when sud- denly,thump!thump!down she came upon a heap of sticks and dry leaves,and the fall was over. Alice was not a bit hurt,and she jumped up on to her feet in a moment:she looked up,but it was all dark overhead:before her was
— 9 — be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth. Let me see : that would be four thousand miles down, I think— ” (for, you see, Alice had learnt several things of this sort in her lessons in the school-room, and though this was not a very good opportunity for showing off her knowledge, as there was no one to listen to her, still it was good practice to say it over) “ —yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to ? ” (Alice had not the slightest idea what Latitude was, or Longitude either, but she thought they were nice grand words to say.) Presently she began again. “ I wonder if I shall fall right through the earth ! How funny it’ll seem to come out among the people that walk with their heads downwards ! The antipathies, I think— ” (she was rather glad there was no one listening, this time, as it didn’t sound at all the right word) “ —but I shall have to ask them what the name of the country is, you know. Please, Ma’am, is this New Zealand ? Or Australia ? ” (and she tried to curtsey as she spoke—fancy, curtseying as you’re falling through the air ! Do you think you could manage it ?) “ And what an ignorant little girl she’ll think me for asking ! No, it’ll never do to ask : perhaps I shall see it written up somewhere. ” Down, down, down. There was nothing else to do, so Alice soon began talking again. “ Dinah’ll miss me very much to-night, I should think ! ” (Dinah was the cat.) “ I hope they’ll remember her saucer of milk at tea-time. Dinah, my dear ! I wish you were down here with me ! There are no mice in the air, I’m afraid, but you might catch a bat, and that’s very like a mouse, you know. But do cats eat bats, I wonder ? ” And here Alice began to get rather sleepy, and went on saying to herself, in a dreamy sort of way, “ Do cats eat bats ? Do cats eat bats ? ” and sometimes “ Do bats eat cats ? ”, for, you see, as she couldn’t answer either question, it didn’t much matter which way she put it. She felt that she was dozing off, and had just begun to dream that she was walking hand in hand with Dinah, and was saying to her, very earnestly, “ Now, Dinah, tell me the truth : did you ever eat a bat ? ”, when suddenly, thump ! thump ! down she came upon a heap of sticks and dry leaves, and the fall was over. Alice was not a bit hurt, and she jumped up on to her feet in a moment : she looked up, but it was all dark overhead : before her was
-10- another long passage,and the White Rabbit was still in sight,hurrying down it.There was not a moment to be lost:away went Alice like the wind,and was just in time to hear it say,as it turned a corner,"Oh my ears and whiskers,how late it's getting!"She was close behind it when she turned the corner,but the Rabbit was no longer to be seen:she found herself in a long,low hall,which was lit up by a row of lamps hanging from the roof. There were doors all round the hall,but they were all locked;and when Alice had been all the way down one side and up the other,try- ing every door,she walked sadly down the middle,wondering how she was ever to get out again. Suddenly she came upon a little three-legged table,all made of solid glass:there was nothing on it but a tiny golden key,and Alice's first idea was that this might belong to one of the doors of the hall;but,alas!either the locks were too large,or the key was too small,but at any rate it would not open any of them.However,on the second time round,she came upon a low curtain she had not noticed before,and behind it was a little door about fifteen inches high:she tried the little golden key in the lock,and to her great delight it fitted! Alice opened the door and found that it led into a small pas- sage,not much larg- er than a rat-hole:she 2从灭 knelt down and looked along the pas- sage into the loveliest garden you ever saw.How she longed to get out of that dark hall,and wander about among those beds of bright flowers and those cool fountains,but she could not even get her head through the doorway;"and even if my head would go through,"thought poor
— 10 — another long passage, and the White Rabbit was still in sight, hurrying down it. There was not a moment to be lost : away went Alice like the wind, and was just in time to hear it say, as it turned a corner, “ Oh my ears and whiskers, how late it’s getting ! ” She was close behind it when she turned the corner, but the Rabbit was no longer to be seen : she found herself in a long, low hall, which was lit up by a row of lamps hanging from the roof. There were doors all round the hall, but they were all locked ; and when Alice had been all the way down one side and up the other, trying every door, she walked sadly down the middle, wondering how she was ever to get out again. Suddenly she came upon a little three-legged table, all made of solid glass : there was nothing on it but a tiny golden key, and Alice’s first idea was that this might belong to one of the doors of the hall ; but, alas ! either the locks were too large, or the key was too small, but at any rate it would not open any of them. However, on the second time round, she came upon a low curtain she had not noticed before, and behind it was a little door about fifteen inches high : she tried the little golden key in the lock, and to her great delight it fitted ! Alice opened the door and found that it led into a small passage, not much larger than a rat-hole : she knelt down and looked along the passage into the loveliest garden you ever saw. How she longed to get out of that dark hall, and wander about among those beds of bright flowers and those cool fountains, but she could not even get her head through the doorway ; “ and even if my head would go through, ” thought poor
-11- Alice,"it would be of very little use without my shoulders.Oh,how I wish I could shut up like a telescope!I think I could,if I only knew how to begin."For,you see,so many out-of-the-way things had happened lately,that Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible. There seemed to be no use in waiting by the little door,so she went back to the table,half hoping she might find another key on it,or at any rate a book of rules for shutting people up like telescopes:this time she found a little bottle on it(which certainly was not here before," said Alice),and tied round the neck of the bottle was a paper label,with the words"DRINK ME"beautifully printed on it in large letters. It was all very well to say “Drink me,”but the wise little Alice was not going to do that in a hurry."No,I'll look first,”she said,“and see whether it's marked 'poison' or not";for she had read several nice little stories about children who had got burnt,and eaten up by wild beasts,and other unpleasant things,all because they would not remember the simple rules their friends had taught them:such as, that a red-hot poker will burn you if you hold it too long;and that,if you cut your finger very deeply with a knife,it usually bleeds;and she had never forgotten that,if you drink much from a bottle marked "poison,"it is almost cer- tain to disagree with you,sooner or later. However,this bottle was not marked "poison,"so Alice ventured to taste it,and,finding it very nice (it had,in fact,a sort of mixed flavour
— 11 — Alice, “ it would be of very little use without my shoulders. Oh, how I wish I could shut up like a telescope ! I think I could, if I only knew how to begin. ” For, you see, so many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible. There seemed to be no use in waiting by the little door, so she went back to the table, half hoping she might find another key on it, or at any rate a book of rules for shutting people up like telescopes : this time she found a little bottle on it (“ which certainly was not here before, ” said Alice), and tied round the neck of the bottle was a paper label, with the words “ DRINK ME ” beautifully printed on it in large letters. It was all very well to say “ Drink me, ” but the wise little Alice was not going to do that in a hurry. “ No, I’ll look first, ” she said, “ and see whether it’s marked ‘ poison ’ or not ” ; for she had read several nice little stories about children who had got burnt, and eaten up by wild beasts, and other unpleasant things, all because they would not remember the simple rules their friends had taught them : such as, that a red-hot poker will burn you if you hold it too long ; and that, if you cut your finger very deeply with a knife, it usually bleeds ; and she had never forgotten that, if you drink much from a bottle marked “ poison, ” it is almost certain to disagree with you, sooner or later. However, this bottle was not marked “ poison, ” so Alice ventured to taste it, and, finding it very nice (it had, in fact, a sort of mixed flavour
