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Phantasmagoria and other poems - Lewis Carroll · Judy Canova Show

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  Speaker 1: Introduction of Phantasmagoria and other poems. This is a LibriVox recording.
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  Speaker 1: All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more
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  Speaker 1: information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox dot org. This
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  Speaker 1: book has been read by Roslyn Carlyle. Phantasmagoria and Other
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  Speaker 1: poems by Lewis Carroll. Inscription for a Child Inscribed to
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  Speaker 1: a dear child in memory of golden summer hours and
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  Speaker 1: whispers of a summer sea. Girt with a boyish garb
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  Speaker 1: for boyish task. Eager, she wields her spade, yet loves
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  Speaker 1: as well. Rest on the friendly knee, intent to ask
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  Speaker 1: the tale one loves to tell. Rude scoffer of the
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  Speaker 1: seething outer strife, unmeet to reach her pure and simple
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  Speaker 1: sprite deem. If thou wilt such hours a waste of life,
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  Speaker 1: empty of all delight, chat on sweet maid, and rescue
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  Speaker 1: from annoy hearts that by wiser talks are unbeguiled. Ah happy,
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  Speaker 1: he who owns the tenderest joy the heart, love of
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  Speaker 1: a child, Away fond thoughts and vex My soul no
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  Speaker 1: more work, claims my wakeful nights, my busy days, albeit
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  Speaker 1: bright memories of the sunlit shore, yet haunt my dreaming gaze.
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  Speaker 1: End of introduction Phantasmagoria from Phantasmagoria and other poems by
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  Speaker 1: Lewis Carroll. This librovokes recording in the public domain. This
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  Speaker 1: has been read by Rosslyn Carlyle. Can't o one the
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  Speaker 1: trysting One winter night, at half past nine, cold, tired
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  Speaker 1: and cross and muddy, I had come home too late
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  Speaker 1: to dine, and supper with cigars and wine was waiting
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  Speaker 1: in the study. There was a strangeness in the room,
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  Speaker 1: and something white and wavy was standing near me in
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  Speaker 1: the gloom. I took it for the carpet broom left
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  Speaker 1: by that careless slavey. But presently the thing began to
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  Speaker 1: shiver and to sneeze, on which I said, come come,
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  Speaker 1: my man, that's a most inconsiderate plan less noise there,
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  Speaker 1: if you please, I've caught a cold. The thing replies, oh,
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  Speaker 1: there upon the landing. I turned to look in some surprise,
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  Speaker 1: and there before my very eyes a little ghost was standing.
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  Speaker 1: He trembled when he caught my eye, and got behind
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  Speaker 1: a chair. How came you here? I said? And why
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  Speaker 1: I never saw a thing so shy? Come out? Don't
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  Speaker 1: shiver there he said, I'd gladly tell you who and
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  Speaker 1: also tell you why. But here he gave a little bow.
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  Speaker 1: You're in so bad a temper, no you'd think it
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  Speaker 1: all a lie. And as to beIN enough fright a
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  Speaker 1: loomy to remark that ghosts have just as good a
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  Speaker 1: right in ev'ry way to fear the light as men
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  Speaker 1: to fear the dark, no Plea said, I can well
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  Speaker 1: excuse such cowardice in you, for ghosts can visit when
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  Speaker 1: they choose, whereas we humans can't refuse to grant the interview.
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  Speaker 1: He said, A flutter of alarm is no ue naturalizad.
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  Speaker 1: I really feared you meant some harm, but knew I
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  Speaker 1: see that you are calm. Let me explain my visit,
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  Speaker 1: who says our classed I beg to state, according to
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  Speaker 1: the number or ghosts that they accommodate, the tenant merely
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  Speaker 1: counts his weight. We cause another lumber. This is a
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  Speaker 1: one ghost hoose. And you, when you arrived last summer,
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  Speaker 1: may have remarked a specter who was doing all that
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  Speaker 1: ghosts can do to welcome the newcomer en villa. As
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  Speaker 1: this is Alice Dunn, whoever cheaply rented for though, of
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  Speaker 1: course there's less of fun when there is only room
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  Speaker 1: for wine. Ghosts have to be contented that Specter left
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  Speaker 1: you on the third. Since then you've not been haunted,
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  Speaker 1: for as he never sent us word to us. Quite
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  Speaker 1: by accident, we heard that anyone was wanted, as specter
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  Speaker 1: has first choice by right in filling up a vacancy,
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  Speaker 1: then Phantom, Goblin, elf and sprite. If all these fail them,
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  Speaker 1: they invite the nicest goal that they can see. The
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  Speaker 1: specter said the place was low and that you kept
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  Speaker 1: bad wine, So as the phantom had to go, and
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  Speaker 1: I was first. Of course, you know I could not
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  Speaker 1: well decline, no doubt, said I. They settled who was
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  Speaker 1: fittest to be sent. Yet still to choose a brat
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  Speaker 1: like you to haunt a man of forty two was
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  Speaker 1: no great compliment. I'm no so young, sir, he replied,
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  Speaker 1: as you may think the factess. In caverns by the
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  Speaker 1: water side and other places that I've tried, I've had
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  Speaker 1: a lot of practice, but I have never taken yet
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  Speaker 1: a strict domestic part. And in my flurry I forgot
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  Speaker 1: the five good rules o etiquette we have to know
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  Speaker 1: by heart. My sympathies were warming fast towards the little fellow.
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  Speaker 1: He was so utterly aghast at having found a man
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  Speaker 1: at last, and looked so scared and yellow. At least,
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  Speaker 1: I said, I'm glad to find a ghost is not
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  Speaker 1: a dumb thing. But pray, sit down. You'll feel inclined if,
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  Speaker 1: like myself, you have not dined to take a snack
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  Speaker 1: of something. Loo, certainly you don't appear a thing to
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  Speaker 1: offer food to. And then I shall be glad to
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  Speaker 1: hear if you will say them loud and clear the
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  Speaker 1: rules that you allude to, thanks, you shall hear them,
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  Speaker 1: by and bye. This is a piece of luck. What
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  Speaker 1: may I offer you? Said? I will, since you air
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  Speaker 1: so kind, I'll try a little bit of duck one slice,
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  Speaker 1: And may I ask you for another drop of gravy.
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  Speaker 1: I sat and looked at him in awe, for certainly
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  Speaker 1: I never saw a thing so white and wavy, And
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  Speaker 1: still he seemed to grow more white, more vapor and wavier,
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  Speaker 1: seen in the dim and flickering light, as he proceeded
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  Speaker 1: to recite his maxims of behavior. End of Phantasmagoria, Canto one,
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  Speaker 1: Phantasmagoria from Phantasmagoria and other poems by Lewis Carroll. This
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  Speaker 1: LibriVox recording is in the public domain. Canto two his
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  Speaker 1: five rules. My first but don't suppose he said, I'm
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  Speaker 1: setting you a riddle. Is if your victim be in bed,
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  Speaker 1: don't touch the curtains at his head, but tack them
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  Speaker 1: in the middle, and wave them slowly in and oot
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  Speaker 1: while drawing them asunder. And in a minute time, no
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  Speaker 1: doubt he'll raise his head and look a boot with
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  Speaker 1: eyes o' wrath and wonder. And here you must, on
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  Speaker 1: no pretense, mark the first observation, wait for the victim
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  Speaker 1: to he comments, no ghost of any common sense begins
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  Speaker 1: a conversation. If he should say, how came you here?
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  Speaker 1: The way that you beg answer. In such a case,
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  Speaker 1: your course is clear on the bat's back, my little dear,
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  Speaker 1: is the appropriate answer. If after this he says no more,
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  Speaker 1: you'd best perhaps curtail your exertions, go and shake the door.
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  Speaker 1: And then if he begins to snower, you'll know the
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  Speaker 1: things of failure by day. If he should be alone
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  Speaker 1: at oh more on a walk, you merely give a
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  Speaker 1: hollow grow to indicate the kind of tone in which
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  Speaker 1: you mean to talk. But if you find him with
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  Speaker 1: his friends. The thing is rather harder. In such a case.
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  Speaker 1: Success depends on picking up some candle, lens or butter
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  Speaker 1: in the lardder. With this you make a kind of slide.
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  Speaker 1: It answers best we see it, on which you must
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  Speaker 1: contrive to glide and swing yourself aside to side. One
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  Speaker 1: soon learns who to do it. The second tells us
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  Speaker 1: what is right in ceremonious cause. First burn a blue
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  Speaker 1: or crimson light, a thing I quite forgot tonight. Then
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  Speaker 1: scratch the door or walls. I said, you'll visit here
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  Speaker 1: no more. If you attempt the guy, I'll have new
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  Speaker 1: bonefires on my flower. And as for scratching at the door,
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  Speaker 1: I'd like to see you try. The third was written
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  Speaker 1: to protect the interest so the victim and tells us,
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  Speaker 1: as I recollect to treat him, we are grave respect.
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  Speaker 1: And no they contradict him. That plain said, I as
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  Speaker 1: tearan trette to any comprehension. I only wish some ghosts
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  Speaker 1: I've met would not so constantly forget the maxim that
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  Speaker 1: you mention. Peras he said, you first transgress the laws
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  Speaker 1: of hospitality. All ghost instinctively distaste the man that fails
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  Speaker 1: to treat his guest with proper cordiality. If you address
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  Speaker 1: a ghost as thing or strike him, we catch it.
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  Speaker 1: He is permitted by the king to drop all formal parleying,
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  Speaker 1: and then you're sure to catch it. The fourth prohibits
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  Speaker 1: trace passing where other ghosts are quartered, and those convicted
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  Speaker 1: o the thing, unless when pardoned by the king must
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  Speaker 1: instantly be slaughtered. That simply means be cut up. Smile.
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  Speaker 1: Ghosts soon unite ane the process scarcely hurts it. Are
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  Speaker 1: not more than when you're what you car cut up.
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  Speaker 1: By our view. The fifth is one you may prefer
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  Speaker 1: that I should quote entire. The King must be addressed
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  Speaker 1: as sir. This from a simple courtier is all the
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  Speaker 1: laws require. But should you wish to do the thing
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  Speaker 1: without a doubt politeness, accost him as my goblin king,
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  Speaker 1: and always use an answering the phrase your royal whiteness.
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  Speaker 1: I'm getting a rather hoarse I fear after so much reciting,
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  Speaker 1: So if you don't object, my dear, we'll try a
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  Speaker 1: glass o bitter beer. I think it looks inviting. End
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  Speaker 1: of Canto two Phantasmagoria from Phantasmagoria and other poems by
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  Speaker 1: Lewis Carroll. This LibriVox recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 1: Canto three skirmiges, and did you really walk? Said I
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  Speaker 1: on such a wretched night. I always fancied goosts could fly,
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  Speaker 1: if not exactly in the sky, yet at a fairish height.
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  Speaker 1: It is very well, said he, for kings to soar
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  Speaker 1: above the earth. But phantoms often find that wings, like
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  Speaker 1: many other pleasant things, costs mayer than they are worth. Spectors,
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  Speaker 1: of course, are wretch, and so can buy them for
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  Speaker 1: the elves, but we prefer to keep below. They're steel
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  Speaker 1: pet company, you know, for any but themselves. For though
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  Speaker 1: they claim to be exempt fay pride, they treat a
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  Speaker 1: phantom as something quite beneath contempt, just as no turkey
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  Speaker 1: ever dreamt or noticing a bantam. They seem too proud,
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  Speaker 1: said I, to go to houses such as mine, pray.
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  Speaker 1: How did they contrive to know so quickly that the
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  Speaker 1: place was low, and that I kept bad wine. Inspector
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  Speaker 1: Cobalt came to you the little ghost began here, I
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  Speaker 1: broke can inspector, who inspecting ghosts is something new? Explain yourself,
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  Speaker 1: my man. His name is Cobald, said my guest one
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  Speaker 1: other specter order. You'll very often see him dressed in
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  Speaker 1: yellow gown, a crimson vest and a night cap. We
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  Speaker 1: a border. He tried the broken business first, but caught
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  Speaker 1: us or o'chell, so come to England to be nursed,
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  Speaker 1: and here it took the formal thirst, which he complains
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  Speaker 1: o stelle poured wine, he says, when wretching sound warms
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  Speaker 1: his old bones like nectar. And as the inns where
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  Speaker 1: it is found are his especial hunting ground, we ca
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  Speaker 1: him the inn spector. I bore it, bore it like
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  Speaker 1: a man, this agonizing witticism, and nothing could be sweeter
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  Speaker 1: than my temper till the goost began some most provoking criticism.
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  Speaker 1: Coaks need no be indulged in waste, yet still you'd
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  Speaker 1: better teach them. Dishes should have some sorrow taste. Pray,
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  Speaker 1: Why are a la crue? It's placed where nobody can
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  Speaker 1: reach them. That man o yours will never earn his livines.
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  Speaker 1: A waiter is that queer thing supposed to burn it's
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  Speaker 1: fatledsm luck and send a colum moderator. The duck was tender,
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  Speaker 1: but the peas were very much too old. And just remember,
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  Speaker 1: if you please the next time you have toasted cheese,
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  Speaker 1: don't let them send it cold. You'd find the bread improved.
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  Speaker 1: I think getting better floor. And have you anything to
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  Speaker 1: drink that looks a little less like ink and isn't
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  Speaker 1: quite so sore? Then, peering round with curious eyes, he muttered,
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  Speaker 1: goodness gracious, and so went on to criticize. Your room's
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  Speaker 1: an inconvenient size. It's neither snug nor spacious. That narrow
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  Speaker 1: window I expect serves but to let the duskin, But please,
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  Speaker 1: said I to recollect twas fashioned by an architect who
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  Speaker 1: pinned his faith on ruskin. I don't care who he was, sir,
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  Speaker 1: or on whom he pinned his faith, constructed by whatever law.
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  Speaker 1: So poor a job I never saw, as I'm a
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  Speaker 1: living wraith. What a remarkable cigar? How much are they
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  Speaker 1: a dozen? I growled, No matter what they are, you're
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  Speaker 1: getting as familiar as if you were my cousin. Now
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  Speaker 1: that's a thing I will not stand. And so I
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  Speaker 1: tell you flat Ah, said he We're gaining ground, taking
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  Speaker 1: a bottle in his hand, I'll soon arrange far as that.
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  Speaker 1: And here he took a careful aim, and gaily cried,
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  Speaker 1: here goes I tried to dodge it as it came,
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  Speaker 1: but somehow caught it all the same, exactly on my nose.
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  Speaker 1: And I remember nothing more that I can clearly fix,
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  Speaker 1: till I was sitting on the floor repeating two and
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  Speaker 1: five are four, but five and two are six. What
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  Speaker 1: really passed? I never learned nor gazed. I only know
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  Speaker 1: that when at last my sense returned, the lamp neglected,
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  Speaker 1: dimly burned, the fire was getting low through driving mists,
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  Speaker 1: I seemed to see a thing that smirked and smiled,
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  Speaker 1: and found that he was giving me a lesson in biography,
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  Speaker 1: as if I were a child. End of Canto three,
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  Speaker 1: Can't o four? His nuriture from Phantasmagoria and other poems
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  Speaker 1: by Lewis Carroll. This LibriVox recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 1: Read by Roslyn Carlyle. Oh, when I was a little ghost,
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  Speaker 1: a merry time had we each seated on his favorite post.
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  Speaker 1: We chumped and showed the buttered toast they gave us
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  Speaker 1: for a tea. That story is in print, I cried,
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  Speaker 1: don't say it's not, because it's known as well as
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  Speaker 1: Bradshaw's Guide. The ghost uneasily replied, he hardly thought it was.
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  Speaker 1: It's not in nursery rhymes, and yet I almost think
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  Speaker 1: it is. Three little ghostes were set on postes, you know,
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  Speaker 1: and date the buttered toasters. I have the book, so
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  Speaker 1: if you doubt it, I turned to search the shelf.
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  Speaker 1: Don't stir, he cried, we'll do we outet. I now
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  Speaker 1: remember all about it. I wrote the thing we sell.
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  Speaker 1: It came in a monthly, or at least my agents
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  Speaker 1: said it dead. Some literary swell who saw it thought
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  Speaker 1: it seemed adapt it for the magazine. He ate it it.
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  Speaker 1: My feather was a bruni sar. My mother was a fairy.
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  Speaker 1: The notion had occurred to her the children would be
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  Speaker 1: happier if they were taught to vary. The notion soon
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  Speaker 1: became a craze, and when at once began she brought
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  Speaker 1: a salute in different ways. One was a pixie twawar face,
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  Speaker 1: another was a banshee. The fetch and kelpie went to
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  Speaker 1: school and gave a lot of trouble. Next came a
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  Speaker 1: poultered geisten ghoul, and then twatrolls which broke the rule,
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  Speaker 1: a goblin and a double Oh if that's a snuff
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  Speaker 1: box on the shelf, he added, with a yawn, I'll
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  Speaker 1: tack a pinch. Next came an elf, and then a
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  Speaker 1: phantom that's myself, and last a leprecorn. One day some
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  Speaker 1: specters chanced to call, dressed in the usual white. I
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  Speaker 1: stood and watched them in the hall and couldn't mark
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  Speaker 1: them out at all. They seem'd so strange a sight.
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  Speaker 1: I won at what an earth they were that lucked
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  Speaker 1: all head and sack. But mother told me no to
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  Speaker 1: stay here, and then she twitched me by the hair
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  Speaker 1: and punched me in the bark. Since then, I've often
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  Speaker 1: wished that I had been a specter borne. But who
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  Speaker 1: it's the use? He heaved a sigh. They are the
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  Speaker 1: ghost nobility, and look on us we scorn. My phantom
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  Speaker 1: life was soon begun. When I was barely sex, I
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  Speaker 1: went to we an older one, and just at first
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  Speaker 1: I thought it fun and learn a lot trecks. I've haunted, dungeons, castles,
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  Speaker 1: tours wherever I was sent. I've often sat and holed
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  Speaker 1: for ooers drenched to the skin, we driving shoers upon
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  Speaker 1: a battle mount. It's quite old fashioned new to groan
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  Speaker 1: when you begin to speak. This is the newest thing
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  Speaker 1: in tone, and here it chilled me to the bone.
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  Speaker 1: He gave an awful schek. Perhaps he added, take your ear.
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  Speaker 1: That sounds an easy thing to try at yoursell me,
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  Speaker 1: little dear. It took me something like a year week
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  Speaker 1: constant practice in and when you've learnedly squeaked my man
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  Speaker 1: and caught the double sob, you're pretty much where you began.
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  Speaker 1: Just try and gibber if you can. That's something like
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  Speaker 1: a job. I've tried it and can only say I'm
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  Speaker 1: sure you couldn't do it, even if you practice night
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  Speaker 1: and day, unless you have a turn that way and
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  Speaker 1: natural ingenuity Shakespeare. I think it is what treats or
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  Speaker 1: ghosts in days of old Hua gibbered in the Roman
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  Speaker 1: streets dressed. If you're a collect in beats, they must
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  Speaker 1: have found it gold. I've often spent ten pounds on
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  Speaker 1: stuff in dressing as a double, but though answers is
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  Speaker 1: a puff, it never has effect enough to make it
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  Speaker 1: worth the trouble. Long bells soon quenched a little first
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  Speaker 1: I had for being funny. This setting up is always worst.
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  Speaker 1: Such heaps so things you want at first one must
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  Speaker 1: be made of money. For instance, tag a haunted tour
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  Speaker 1: we skull, crossbones, and sheet blue lights, taburn say twin
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  Speaker 1: er condainsing lens of kester a poor and seatto chains complete.
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  Speaker 1: What way the things you have to hire? The fitting
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  Speaker 1: on the robe and tasting all the colored fire, the
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  Speaker 1: oapit oh itself would tire the patience of a job.
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  Speaker 1: And then there's so fastidious the haunted who's committee? I've
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  Speaker 1: often known the maca face, because a ghost was French
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  Speaker 1: or Ross or even for the SETI. Some dialects are
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  Speaker 1: objected to. For one, the Irish brogue is. And then
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  Speaker 1: for all you have to do one pound a week
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  Speaker 1: they offered you, and find yourself in Bogies end of
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  Speaker 1: Canto four, Canto five Bickermont from Phantasmagoria and other poems
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  Speaker 1: by Lewis Carroll. This LibriVox recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 1: This has been read by Rosslyn Carlyle. Don't they consult
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  Speaker 1: the victims? Though I said they should by rights give
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  Speaker 1: them a chance, because you know the taste of differ
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  Speaker 1: so especially in Sprite, the phantom shook his head and smiled.
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  Speaker 1: Consult them. No, a bet twad be the job to
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  Speaker 1: drive one wild to satisfy one single child. There'd be
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  Speaker 1: no end to it. Of course, you can't leave children free,
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  Speaker 1: said I to pick and choose. But in the case
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  Speaker 1: of men like me, I think mine host might fairly
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  Speaker 1: be allowed to state his views, he said, it really
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  Speaker 1: would not pay. Folk are soufu of fancies. We visit
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  Speaker 1: for a single day, and whether then we go or
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  Speaker 1: stayed depends on circumstances. And though we don't consult mine
• 26:49
  Speaker 1: host before the thing's arranged. Still, if he often quits
• 26:55
  Speaker 1: his post, or is no a well mannered ghost, then
• 26:58
  Speaker 1: you can have him changed. But if the host's a
• 27:02
  Speaker 1: man like you, I mean a man of saints, and
• 27:06
  Speaker 1: if the house is no too new? Why what is that,
• 27:11
  Speaker 1: said I to do with goost? Convenience and you hoos
• 27:16
  Speaker 1: doesn't suit. You can ha'd such a job to trim at.
• 27:22
  Speaker 1: But after twenty years or so the Waine's coatings begin
• 27:25
  Speaker 1: to go. So twenty as the lamete to trim was
• 27:30
  Speaker 1: not a phrase I could remember having heard. Perhaps I said,
• 27:36
  Speaker 1: you'll be so good as tell me what is understood
• 27:40
  Speaker 1: exactly by that word. ED means the loosening a la doors,
• 27:46
  Speaker 1: the goost replied and laughed. ED means the drilling holes
• 27:50
  Speaker 1: by scores in alice, skirting boards and floors to make
• 27:54
  Speaker 1: a thor a draft. You'll sometimes find that one or
• 27:57
  Speaker 1: two or all you really need to let the wind
• 28:00
  Speaker 1: come whistling through. But here there'll be a lot to do,
• 28:05
  Speaker 1: I faintly gasped. Indeed, if i'd been rather later, i'll
• 28:11
  Speaker 1: be bound, I added, trying most unsuccessfully to smile. You'd
• 28:16
  Speaker 1: have been busy all this while trimming and beautifying? Why? No,
• 28:22
  Speaker 1: said he. Perhaps I should have stayed another minute, But still,
• 28:26
  Speaker 1: no ghost, that's any good will you? An introduction would
• 28:30
  Speaker 1: have ventured to begin at the proper thing as you
• 28:35
  Speaker 1: were late, was certainly to go. But with the roads
• 28:39
  Speaker 1: in such a state, I got the nightmayre's leave to
• 28:42
  Speaker 1: wait for half an hour or so. Who's the night mayor?
• 28:47
  Speaker 1: I cried, Instead of answering my question, will if you
• 28:52
  Speaker 1: don't know that, he said, either you never go to bed,
• 28:57
  Speaker 1: or you've a grand digestion. He goes about and sets
• 29:02
  Speaker 1: on folks that eat too much at night. His duties
• 29:05
  Speaker 1: are to pinch and poke and squeeze them till they
• 29:08
  Speaker 1: nearly choke. I said, who serves them right? And folk?
• 29:13
  Speaker 1: Who's sup on things like these? He muttered? Eggs and bacon,
• 29:19
  Speaker 1: lobster and duck and toasted cheese. If they don't get
• 29:24
  Speaker 1: an office, squeeze, I'm very much mistaken. He is immensely fat,
• 29:30
  Speaker 1: and so will suits the occupation in pointo fact. If
• 29:34
  Speaker 1: you must know, we used to call him years ago
• 29:37
  Speaker 1: the Mayor and Corporation. The day he was elected mayor,
• 29:44
  Speaker 1: I know that every sprite meant to vote for me,
• 29:48
  Speaker 1: but didn't a day he was so frantic with despair
• 29:52
  Speaker 1: and furious wee excitement. When it was our for a whim,
• 29:57
  Speaker 1: he ran to tell the king and be and they're
• 30:00
  Speaker 1: rever so slim atto A mild trot was no for him,
• 30:04
  Speaker 1: a very easy thing. So tay re ward him for
• 30:08
  Speaker 1: his run. As it whizz baking hot, and he wiz
• 30:12
  Speaker 1: our twenty stone. The king proceeded half in fun to
• 30:16
  Speaker 1: night him on the spot. Twas a great liberty to take.
• 30:21
  Speaker 1: I fired up like a rocket. He did it just
• 30:25
  Speaker 1: for punning's sake. The man says Johnson, that would make
• 30:31
  Speaker 1: a pun with pickup pocket. A man said he is
• 30:37
  Speaker 1: no a king. I argued for a while and did
• 30:41
  Speaker 1: my best to prove the thing. The phantom merely listening
• 30:44
  Speaker 1: with a contemptuous smile at last, when breath and patience spent,
• 30:51
  Speaker 1: I had recourse to smoking. Your aim, he said, is excellent.
• 30:57
  Speaker 1: But when you cut argument, of course only joking. Stung
• 31:05
  Speaker 1: by his cold and snaky eye, I rouse myself at
• 31:09
  Speaker 1: length to say, at least I do defy the veriest
• 31:13
  Speaker 1: skeptic to deny that union is strength. That's true enough,
• 31:19
  Speaker 1: said he, Yes, day I listened in all meekness. Union
• 31:24
  Speaker 1: has strength. I'm boone to say, in fact, the thing's
• 31:28
  Speaker 1: as clear as day, But onions are a weakness. End
• 31:35
  Speaker 1: of Canto five Canto Sex Discomfiture from Phantasmagoria and other
• 31:48
  Speaker 1: poems by Lewis Carron. This LibriVox recording is in the
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  Speaker 1: public domain. This has been read by Rosslyn Carlyle as
• 32:01
  Speaker 1: one who strives a hill to climb, who never climbed before,
• 32:05
  Speaker 1: who finds it in a little time, grow every moment
• 32:09
  Speaker 1: less sublime, and votes the thing a bore, Yet, having
• 32:14
  Speaker 1: once begun to try, dares not desert his quest, but
• 32:18
  Speaker 1: climbing ever, keeps his eye on one small hut against
• 32:22
  Speaker 1: the sky, wherein he hopes to rest. Who climbs till
• 32:27
  Speaker 1: nerve and force are spent with many a puff and
• 32:31
  Speaker 1: pant whose still as rises. The ascent in language grows
• 32:36
  Speaker 1: more violent, although in breath more scant. Who climbing gains
• 32:43
  Speaker 1: at length the place that crowns the upward track, and,
• 32:47
  Speaker 1: entering with unsteady pace, receives a buffet in the face
• 32:52
  Speaker 1: that lands him on his back and feels himself like
• 32:57
  Speaker 1: one in sleep, glides swiftly down again, a helpless weight,
• 33:01
  Speaker 1: from steep to steep, till with a headlong, giddy sweep
• 33:05
  Speaker 1: he drops upon the plain. So I that had resolved
• 33:12
  Speaker 1: to bring conviction to a ghost, and found it quite
• 33:15
  Speaker 1: a different thing from any human arguing, yet dared not
• 33:19
  Speaker 1: quit my post, but keeping still the end in view
• 33:24
  Speaker 1: to which I hoped to come, I strove to prove
• 33:27
  Speaker 1: the matter true by putting everything I knew into an axiom,
• 33:33
  Speaker 1: commencing every single phrase with Therefore, or because I blindly
• 33:38
  Speaker 1: reeled a hundred ways about the syllogistic maze unconscious, where
• 33:44
  Speaker 1: I bauz quoth he that's regular clap trap. Don't blust
• 33:52
  Speaker 1: her any more? Now, do be cool and tack a nap.
• 33:57
  Speaker 1: Such a ridiculous old chap was never seen afore You're
• 34:02
  Speaker 1: like a man, I you stay meat who got one
• 34:04
  Speaker 1: day so furious in arguing the simple heat scotched both
• 34:09
  Speaker 1: his slippers off his feet. I said, that's very curious.
• 34:15
  Speaker 1: Will it is curious? I agree, and soon perhaps like fabs,
• 34:22
  Speaker 1: but still it's true as true can be, as sure
• 34:25
  Speaker 1: as your name's Tabs, said he. I said, my name's
• 34:31
  Speaker 1: not Tibbs, not Tabs, he cried. His tone became a
• 34:38
  Speaker 1: shader too lace hearty. Why no, said I. My proper
• 34:44
  Speaker 1: name is Tibbets Tabbats. I am the same. Why then
• 34:53
  Speaker 1: you'll know the party With that? He struck the board,
• 34:58
  Speaker 1: a blow that shivered half the gl Why couldn't you
• 35:02
  Speaker 1: have told me so three quarters of an hour ago,
• 35:04
  Speaker 1: you prince so ah the asses to walk our miles
• 35:09
  Speaker 1: through mud and rain, to spend the next and smoking,
• 35:14
  Speaker 1: and then to find that it's in vain and I've
• 35:16
  Speaker 1: to day it ah again. It's really too provoking. Don't talk,
• 35:23
  Speaker 1: he cried, as I began to mutter some excuse, who
• 35:26
  Speaker 1: can have patience? We a man that's got no more
• 35:29
  Speaker 1: discretion than an eddyotic goose. Tay keep me waiting here.
• 35:35
  Speaker 1: Instead of telling me at once that this was no
• 35:37
  Speaker 1: the hoose, he said that that'll do be off to bed.
• 35:41
  Speaker 1: Don't gape like that. You don't it's very fine to
• 35:46
  Speaker 1: throw the blame on me in such a fashion. Why
• 35:49
  Speaker 1: didn't you inquire my name the very minute that you came,
• 35:53
  Speaker 1: I answered, in a passion. Of course, it worries you
• 35:56
  Speaker 1: a bed to come so far on food. But how
• 35:59
  Speaker 1: was I to blame for it? We'll will, said he.
• 36:02
  Speaker 1: I must ad, Matt, that isn't a badly boat, and
• 36:06
  Speaker 1: certainly you've gained me the best o wine in vect
• 36:09
  Speaker 1: You all excuse my violence, said he. But accidents like this,
• 36:14
  Speaker 1: you see, they put one oat a little twas my
• 36:19
  Speaker 1: fault after all, I find shake hands, Old turnip Top.
• 36:24
  Speaker 1: The name was hardly to my mind, but has no
• 36:27
  Speaker 1: doubt he meant it kind. I'll let the matter drop.
• 36:31
  Speaker 1: Good night, old turnip Top, good night. When I am gone.
• 36:36
  Speaker 1: Perhaps they'll send you some inferior sprite. We'll keep you
• 36:40
  Speaker 1: in a constant fright and spoil your soon. Det Naps
• 36:44
  Speaker 1: tell him you'll stand no sort o trick theain' If
• 36:48
  Speaker 1: he layers and chuckles, you just be handy. We a stick,
• 36:51
  Speaker 1: mind that it's pretty hard and thick, and wrap him
• 36:54
  Speaker 1: on the knuckles. Then carelessly remark I'll coon. Perhaps you
• 36:59
  Speaker 1: know aware if you don't behave, you'll soon be chucklingtay
• 37:03
  Speaker 1: another tune, and so you best take care. That's the
• 37:06
  Speaker 1: right way to cure us brite. Oh, such light goings on,
• 37:10
  Speaker 1: but gracious me, it's getting light. Good night, I'll turnip top.
• 37:14
  Speaker 1: Good night. A NodD and he was gone. End of
• 37:20
  Speaker 1: Canto Sex Canto seven Sad Souvenants from Phantasmagoria and other
• 37:32
  Speaker 1: poems by Lewis Carroll. This LibriVox recording is in the
• 37:36
  Speaker 1: public domain. This has been read by Rosslyn Carlyle. What's this?
• 37:44
  Speaker 1: I pondered? Have I slept? Or can I have been drinking?
• 37:50
  Speaker 1: But soon a gentler feeling crept upon me, and I
• 37:54
  Speaker 1: sat and wept an hour or so, like winking need
• 38:00
  Speaker 1: for bones to hurry, So I sobbed. In fact, I
• 38:06
  Speaker 1: doubt if it was worth his while to go. And
• 38:10
  Speaker 1: who is Tibbs? I'd like to know to make such
• 38:15
  Speaker 1: work about. If Tibbs is anything like me, it's possible,
• 38:22
  Speaker 1: I said, he won't be over pleased to be dropped
• 38:26
  Speaker 1: in upon at half past three after his snug in bed.
• 38:30
  Speaker 1: And if bones plagues him anyhow, squeaking, and all the
• 38:34
  Speaker 1: rest of it. As he was doing here just now,
• 38:38
  Speaker 1: I prophecy, there'll be a row and Tibbs will have
• 38:41
  Speaker 1: the best of it. Then, as my tears could never
• 38:45
  Speaker 1: bring the friendly phantom back, it seemed to me the
• 38:49
  Speaker 1: proper thing to mix another glass and sing the following
• 38:53
  Speaker 1: coronagh and art thou gone, beloved ghost, based off me
• 39:00
  Speaker 1: Leah's nay. Then farewell my darkling, roast, farewell, farewell mightea,
• 39:07
  Speaker 1: and toast my mere shome and cigars. The hues of
• 39:13
  Speaker 1: a life are dull and gray, the sweets of life insipid.
• 39:18
  Speaker 1: When thou my chauma, art away old brick, or rather
• 39:23
  Speaker 1: let me say old parallella pippid instead of singing verse
• 39:30
  Speaker 1: the third, I ceased abruptly. Rather but after such a
• 39:34
  Speaker 1: splendid word, I felt that it would be absurd to
• 39:37
  Speaker 1: try it any farther. So with a yawn, I went
• 39:42
  Speaker 1: my way to seek the welcome downy and slept and
• 39:46
  Speaker 1: dreamed till break of day of Poltergeist, and fetched Fay
• 39:51
  Speaker 1: and Lepreconn and Brownie. For years I've not been visited
• 39:55
  Speaker 1: by any kind of sprite, Yet still they echo in
• 39:59
  Speaker 1: my those parting words. So kindly said, I will turnip top.
• 40:06
  Speaker 1: Good night. End of Canto seven Echoes from Phantasmagoria and
• 40:20
  Speaker 1: other poems by Lewis Carroll. This LibriVox recording is in
• 40:24
  Speaker 1: the public domain. Lady Clara ver dee Vere was eight
• 40:30
  Speaker 1: years old. She said, every ringlet, lightly shaken, ran itself
• 40:36
  Speaker 1: in golden thread. She took her little porringer of me.
• 40:41
  Speaker 1: She shall not win renown, for the baseness of its
• 40:44
  Speaker 1: nature shall have strength to drag her down. Sisters and brothers,
• 40:51
  Speaker 1: little maid. There stands the inspector at thy door like
• 40:55
  Speaker 1: a dog. He hunts for boys who know not two
• 40:59
  Speaker 1: and two are kind words are more than coronet, she said,
• 41:05
  Speaker 1: and wondering looked at me. It is the dead and
• 41:09
  Speaker 1: happy night, and I must hurry home to tea end
• 41:14
  Speaker 1: of poem A Sea Dirge from Phantasmagoria and other poems
• 41:25
  Speaker 1: by Lewis Carroll. This LibriVox recording is in the public domain.
• 41:32
  Speaker 1: There are certain things as a spider, a ghost, the
• 41:36
  Speaker 1: income tax, gout an umbrella for three that I hate.
• 41:42
  Speaker 1: But the thing that I hate the most is a
• 41:44
  Speaker 1: thing they call the sea. Pour some salt water over
• 41:49
  Speaker 1: the floor, ugly. I'm sure you'll allow it to be.
• 41:54
  Speaker 1: Suppose it extended a mile or more. That's very like
• 41:58
  Speaker 1: the sea. Beat a dog till it howls outright cruel,
• 42:03
  Speaker 1: but all very well for a spree. Suppose that he
• 42:07
  Speaker 1: did so day and night, that would be like the sea.
• 42:13
  Speaker 1: I had a vision of nursery maids, tens of thousands
• 42:17
  Speaker 1: passed by me, all leading children with wooden spades. And
• 42:22
  Speaker 1: this was by the sea. Who invented those spades of wood?
• 42:27
  Speaker 1: Who was it cut them out of the tree? None,
• 42:30
  Speaker 1: I think, but an idiot could, or one that loved
• 42:34
  Speaker 1: the sea. It is pleasant and dreamy, no doubt, to
• 42:38
  Speaker 1: float with thoughts as boundless and souls as free. But
• 42:42
  Speaker 1: suppose you are very unwell in the boat, how do
• 42:46
  Speaker 1: you like the sea? There is an insect that people
• 42:50
  Speaker 1: avoid whence is derived the verb to flee. Where have
• 42:55
  Speaker 1: you been by it? Most annoyed in lodgings by the sea.
• 43:01
  Speaker 1: If you like your coffee with sand for dregs at
• 43:04
  Speaker 1: a sided, hint of salt in your tea, and a
• 43:07
  Speaker 1: fishy taste in the very eggs, by all means, choose
• 43:11
  Speaker 1: the sea. And if with these dainties to drink and eat,
• 43:17
  Speaker 1: you prefer not a vestige of grass or tree, and
• 43:20
  Speaker 1: a chronic state of wet in your feet. Then I
• 43:24
  Speaker 1: recommend the sea, for I have friends who dwell by
• 43:29
  Speaker 1: the coast. Pleasant friends they are to me. It is
• 43:32
  Speaker 1: when I am with them I wonder moose that anyone
• 43:35
  Speaker 1: likes the sea. They take me a walk, though tired
• 43:39
  Speaker 1: and stiff, to climb the heights. I madly agree, and
• 43:44
  Speaker 1: after a tumble or so from the cliff, they kindly
• 43:47
  Speaker 1: suggest the sea. I try the rocks, and I think
• 43:53
  Speaker 1: it cool that they laugh with such an excess of
• 43:56
  Speaker 1: glee as I heavily slip into every pool that skirts
• 44:02
  Speaker 1: the cold, cold sea. End of poem Ye Carpet Knight
• 44:17
  Speaker 1: from Phantasmagoria and other poems by Lewis Carroll. This Librivokes
• 44:22
  Speaker 1: recording is in the public domain. I have a horse,
• 44:28
  Speaker 1: a right good horse, niedo y envy does who scour
• 44:34
  Speaker 1: ye plaine e'n head ye course, till sodine on their nose?
• 44:39
  Speaker 1: They lighty with unexpected force. Yet, yes, a horse of clothes,
• 44:46
  Speaker 1: I have a saddle, sayest thou so with stirrups knight
• 44:50
  Speaker 1: to boot. I said not that I answear, and no
• 44:55
  Speaker 1: yet lacketh such I would yet is some mutton saddle
• 45:00
  Speaker 1: low part of ye felicieble route. I have a bite
• 45:05
  Speaker 1: at right good bit as shall be seen ye in time,
• 45:10
  Speaker 1: Ye jaw of horse yet will not fight yet use
• 45:14
  Speaker 1: ye s more sublime, fair sir, how deemest thou of yet? Yet? Yes,
• 45:20
  Speaker 1: this bit of rhyme end of poem Hyahwatha's photographing from
• 45:35
  Speaker 1: Phantasmagoria and other poems by Lewis Carroll. This LibriVox recording
• 45:40
  Speaker 1: is in the public domain. In an age of imitation.
• 45:45
  Speaker 1: I can claim no special merit for this slight attempt
• 45:48
  Speaker 1: at doing what is known to be so easy. Any
• 45:52
  Speaker 1: fairly practiced writer with the slightest ear for rhythm could
• 45:56
  Speaker 1: compose for hours together in the easy running meter of
• 46:01
  Speaker 1: the song of Hiawatha. Having then distinctly stated that I
• 46:06
  Speaker 1: challenged no attention in the following little poem to its
• 46:10
  Speaker 1: merely verbal jingle, I must beg the candid reader to
• 46:14
  Speaker 1: confine his criticism to its treatment of the subject. From
• 46:21
  Speaker 1: his shoulder, Hiawatha took the camera of rosewood made of
• 46:25
  Speaker 1: sliding folding rosewood, neatly put it all together. In its case,
• 46:29
  Speaker 1: it lay compactly folded into nearly nothing. But he opened
• 46:33
  Speaker 1: out the hinges, pushed and pulled the joints and hinges
• 46:37
  Speaker 1: till it looked all squares and oblongs, like a complicated
• 46:40
  Speaker 1: figure in the second Book of Euclid. This he perched
• 46:46
  Speaker 1: upon a tripod, crouched beneath its dusky cover, stretched his
• 46:51
  Speaker 1: hand in forcing silence, said, be motionless, I beg you
• 46:57
  Speaker 1: mystic awful was the process. All the family in o
• 46:59
  Speaker 1: or order sat before him for their pictures, each in turn,
• 47:03
  Speaker 1: as he was taken, volunteered his own suggestions, his ingenious suggestions.
• 47:10
  Speaker 1: First the governor, the father. He suggested velvet curtains, looked
• 47:15
  Speaker 1: about a massy pillar, and the corner of a table
• 47:18
  Speaker 1: of a rosewood dining table. He would hold a scroll
• 47:22
  Speaker 1: of something, hold it firmly in his left hand. He
• 47:25
  Speaker 1: would keep his right hand buried like Napoleon in his waistcoat.
• 47:30
  Speaker 1: He would contemplate the distance with a look of pensive meaning,
• 47:34
  Speaker 1: as of ducks that die ill tempests. Grand heroic was
• 47:38
  Speaker 1: the notion. Yet the picture failed, entirely failed, because he
• 47:43
  Speaker 1: moved a little, moved because he couldn't help it. Next,
• 47:50
  Speaker 1: his better half took courage. She would have her picture taken,
• 47:54
  Speaker 1: she came dressed beyond description, dressed in jewels and in satin,
• 47:59
  Speaker 1: far too Gordon, just for an empress. Gracefully she sat
• 48:03
  Speaker 1: down sideways with a simper, scarcely human, holding in her
• 48:08
  Speaker 1: hand a bouquet rather larger than a cabbage. All the
• 48:11
  Speaker 1: while that she was sitting still, the lady chattered, chattered,
• 48:15
  Speaker 1: like a monkey in the forest. Am I sitting still?
• 48:19
  Speaker 1: She asked him? Is my face enough in profile? Shall
• 48:22
  Speaker 1: I hold the bouquet higher? Will it come into the picture?
• 48:27
  Speaker 1: And the picture failed completely. Next the sun, the stunning cantab,
• 48:35
  Speaker 1: he suggested curves of beauty, curves pervading all his figure,
• 48:40
  Speaker 1: which the eye might follow onward till they centered in
• 48:43
  Speaker 1: the breast pin, centered in the golden breastpin. He had
• 48:47
  Speaker 1: learned it all from Ruskin, author of the Stones of Venice,
• 48:52
  Speaker 1: seven Lamps of Architecture, modern painters, and some others. And
• 48:59
  Speaker 1: perhaps he had not fully understood his author's meaning. But
• 49:02
  Speaker 1: whatever was the reason, always fruitless, as the picture ended
• 49:06
  Speaker 1: in utter failure. Next to him, the eldest daughter, she
• 49:12
  Speaker 1: suggested very little, only asked if he would take her,
• 49:15
  Speaker 1: with her look of passive beauty, her idea of passive
• 49:19
  Speaker 1: beauty was a squinting of the left eye, was a
• 49:21
  Speaker 1: drooping of the right eye, was a smile that went
• 49:24
  Speaker 1: up sideways to the corner of the nostrils. Hiawatha, when
• 49:28
  Speaker 1: she asked him, took no notice of the question, looked
• 49:30
  Speaker 1: as if he hadn't heard it, but when pointedly appealed to,
• 49:33
  Speaker 1: smelled in his peculiar manner. Kauften said it didn't matter,
• 49:37
  Speaker 1: bit his lip and changed the subject. Nor in this
• 49:40
  Speaker 1: was he mistaken, as the picture failed completely, so in
• 49:44
  Speaker 1: turn the other sisters. Last, the youngest son, was taken
• 49:51
  Speaker 1: very rough and thick. His hair was very round and red.
• 49:54
  Speaker 1: His face was very dusty, with his jacket very fidgety
• 49:57
  Speaker 1: his manner, and his overbearing sisters called him names he
• 49:59
  Speaker 1: did disapproved of, called him Johnny daddy's darling, called him
• 50:04
  Speaker 1: Jackie scrubby schoolboy. And so awful was the picture in
• 50:09
  Speaker 1: comparison the others seemed, to one's bewildered fancy, to have
• 50:12
  Speaker 1: partially succeeded. Finally, my Hiawatha tumbled all the tribe together
• 50:17
  Speaker 1: grouped is not the right expression, and his happy chance
• 50:20
  Speaker 1: would have it, did at last obtain a picture where
• 50:23
  Speaker 1: the faces all succeeded, each came out of perfect likeness.
• 50:27
  Speaker 1: Then they joined and all abused it unrestrainedly, abused it
• 50:31
  Speaker 1: as the worst and ugliest picture they could possibly have
• 50:34
  Speaker 1: dreamed of, giving one such strange expressions, sullen, stupid, pert expressions. Really,
• 50:40
  Speaker 1: anyone would take us, anyone that did not know us,
• 50:43
  Speaker 1: For the most unpleasant people, Hyowatha seemed to think so,
• 50:47
  Speaker 1: seemed to think it not unlikely. Altogether rang their voices, angry, loud,
• 50:52
  Speaker 1: discordant voices, as of dogs that howling concert, as of
• 50:55
  Speaker 1: cats that wail in chorus. But my Hiawatha's patients, his politeness,
• 50:59
  Speaker 1: and his patient unaccountably had vanished, and he left that
• 51:02
  Speaker 1: happy party. Now there did he leave them slowly with
• 51:05
  Speaker 1: the cam deliberation, the intense deliberation of a photographic artist.
• 51:09
  Speaker 1: But he left them in a hurry, left them in
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  Speaker 1: a mighty hurry, stating that he would not stand it,
• 51:15
  Speaker 1: stating in emphatic language, WoT he'd be before he'd stand it.
• 51:20
  Speaker 1: Hurriedly he packed his boxes hurriedly. The porter trundled on
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  Speaker 1: a barrow all his boxes. Hurriedly. He took his ticket hurriedly.
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  Speaker 1: The train received him. Thus departed Hiawatha. End of poem
• 51:39
  Speaker 1: Melancholetta from Phantasmagoria and other poems by Lewis Carroll. This
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  Speaker 1: LibriVox recording is in the public domain. With saddest music,
• 51:52
  Speaker 1: all day long, she soothed her secret sorrow. At night,
• 51:58
  Speaker 1: she sighed, I feared was wrong such cheerful words to
• 52:03
  Speaker 1: borrow dearest a sweeter, sadder song. I'll sing to thee tomorrow.
• 52:10
  Speaker 1: I thanked her, but I could not say that I
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  Speaker 1: was glad to hear it. I left the house at
• 52:15
  Speaker 1: break of day and did not venture near it till
• 52:19
  Speaker 1: time I hoped had worn away her grief. For naught
• 52:22
  Speaker 1: could cheer it my dismal sister. Couldst thou know the
• 52:28
  Speaker 1: wretched whom thou keepest, Thy brother drowned in daily woe,
• 52:33
  Speaker 1: is thankful when thou sleepest, For if I laugh, however low,
• 52:39
  Speaker 1: when thou'rt awake, thou weepest. I took my sister t'other
• 52:44
  Speaker 1: day excuse the slang expression to Saddler's wells to see
• 52:49
  Speaker 1: the play, in hopes the new impression might in her
• 52:52
  Speaker 1: thoughts from grave to gay, affect some slight digression. I
• 52:58
  Speaker 1: asked three gay young dogs from town to join us
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  Speaker 1: in our folly, whose mirth I thought might serve to
• 53:05
  Speaker 1: drown my sister's melancholy. The lively Jones, the sport of
• 53:10
  Speaker 1: Brown and Robinson, the jolly. The maid announced the meal
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  Speaker 1: in tones that I myself had taught her meant to
• 53:17
  Speaker 1: allay my sister's moons, Like oil on troubled water. I
• 53:22
  Speaker 1: rushed to Jones, the lively Jones, and begged him to
• 53:26
  Speaker 1: escort her. Vainly He strove, with ready wet, to joke
• 53:31
  Speaker 1: about the weather, to ventilate the last on it, to
• 53:35
  Speaker 1: quote the price of leather. She groaned. Here I and
• 53:40
  Speaker 1: sorrows set let us lament together. I urged, you're wasting time.
• 53:48
  Speaker 1: You know the lay will spoil the venison. My heart
• 53:52
  Speaker 1: is wasted with my woe. There is no rest in
• 53:57
  Speaker 1: venice on the bridge of the sighs. She quoted low
• 54:02
  Speaker 1: from Byron and from Tennyson. I need not tell of
• 54:07
  Speaker 1: soup and fish. In solemn silence swallowed the sobs that
• 54:12
  Speaker 1: ushered in each dish, and its departure followed. Nor yet
• 54:16
  Speaker 1: my suicidal wish to be the cheese I hollowed some
• 54:22
  Speaker 1: desperate attempts were made to start a conversation. Madam the
• 54:27
  Speaker 1: sport of brown, essayed, which kind of recreation, hunting or
• 54:33
  Speaker 1: fishing have you made your special occupation? Her lips curled
• 54:39
  Speaker 1: downwards instantly, as if of India rubber hounds in fool
• 54:45
  Speaker 1: cry I like, said she, Oh, how I longed to
• 54:51
  Speaker 1: snub her of fish. Of Wal's the one for me?
• 54:56
  Speaker 1: It is so full of blubber. The Knight's performance was
• 55:02
  Speaker 1: King John. It's dull. She wept, and so so of
• 55:09
  Speaker 1: while I let her tears flow on, she said, They
• 55:13
  Speaker 1: soothed her woe. So at length the curtains rose upon
• 55:18
  Speaker 1: bombastis furioso in vain, We roared in vain. We tried
• 55:24
  Speaker 1: to rouse her into laughter. Her pensive glances wandered wide
• 55:29
  Speaker 1: from orchestra to rafter. Tear upon tyr, she said, and sighed,
• 55:39
  Speaker 1: and silence followed after end of poem A Valentine from
• 55:53
  Speaker 1: Phantasmagoria and other poems by Lewis Carroll. This LibriVox recording
• 55:58
  Speaker 1: is in the public domain. Sent to a friend who
• 56:03
  Speaker 1: had complained that I was glad enough to see him
• 56:06
  Speaker 1: when he came, but didn't seem to miss him. If
• 56:08
  Speaker 1: he stayed away, and cannot pleasures while they last be
• 56:14
  Speaker 1: actual and lace, when past they leave us shuddering and aghast,
• 56:20
  Speaker 1: with anguish, smarting, And cannot friends be firm and fast
• 56:25
  Speaker 1: and yet bare parting? And must I, then, at friendship's call,
• 56:31
  Speaker 1: calmly resign the little all trifling I grant it isn't
• 56:36
  Speaker 1: small I have of gladness, and lend my being to
• 56:41
  Speaker 1: the thrall of gloom and sadness, And think you that
• 56:47
  Speaker 1: I should be dumb and full dolorum omnium, excepting when
• 56:53
  Speaker 1: you choose to come and share my dinner. At other
• 56:56
  Speaker 1: times be sour and gloom and daily things. Must he
• 57:02
  Speaker 1: then only live to weep? Who'd prove his friendship true
• 57:06
  Speaker 1: and deep? By day? A lonely shadow creep at nighttime,
• 57:12
  Speaker 1: languish oft, raising in his broken sleep the moon of anguish.
• 57:20
  Speaker 1: The lover, if for certain days his fair one be denied,
• 57:24
  Speaker 1: his gaze sinks, not in grief and wild amaze, but
• 57:28
  Speaker 1: wiser wooer. He spends the time in writing lays and
• 57:32
  Speaker 1: posts them to her. And if the verse flow free
• 57:37
  Speaker 1: and fast, till even the poet is aghast, a touching
• 57:41
  Speaker 1: Valentine at last, the post shall carry when thirteen days
• 57:45
  Speaker 1: are gone and past of February. Farewell, dear friend. And
• 57:52
  Speaker 1: when we meet in desert, waste, or crowded street, perhaps
• 57:57
  Speaker 1: before this week shall fleet. Perhaps tomorrow I trust to
• 58:02
  Speaker 1: find your heart the seat of wasting sorrow. End of poem.
• 58:16
  Speaker 1: The three Voices from Phantasmagoria and other Poems by Lewis Carroll.
• 58:22
  Speaker 1: This librovox recording is in the public domain. The first voice,
• 58:29
  Speaker 1: he trilled, a carol, fresh and free. He laughed aloud,
• 58:33
  Speaker 1: for very glee. There came a breeze from off the sea.
• 58:38
  Speaker 1: It passed athwart the glooming flat. It fanned his forehead
• 58:42
  Speaker 1: as he sat. It lightly bore away his hat, all
• 58:49
  Speaker 1: to the feet of one who stood like made enchanted
• 58:52
  Speaker 1: in a wood, frowning as darkly as she could, with
• 58:59
  Speaker 1: huge umbrella, lank and brown, unerringly, she pinned it down
• 59:04
  Speaker 1: right through the center of the crown. Then, with an
• 59:09
  Speaker 1: aspect cold and grim, regardless of its battered rim, she
• 59:15
  Speaker 1: took it up and gave it him a while, like
• 59:19
  Speaker 1: one in dreams. He stood, then faltered forth, his gratitude
• 59:23
  Speaker 1: in words, just short of being rude, for it had
• 59:29
  Speaker 1: lost its shape and shine. And it had cost him
• 59:32
  Speaker 1: four and nine, and he was going out to dine.
• 59:38
  Speaker 1: To dine, she sneered in acid tone, to bend thy
• 59:45
  Speaker 1: being to a bone clothed in a radiance not its own.
• 59:52
  Speaker 1: The tear drop trickled to his chin. There was a
• 59:57
  Speaker 1: meaning in her grin that made him feel on fire
• 1:00:01
  Speaker 1: within term it not radiance, said, he tis solid nutriment
• 1:00:09
  Speaker 1: to me, Dinner is dinner. Tea is tea, and she yea.
• 1:00:16
  Speaker 1: So yet for airfourceeas let thy scant knowledge find increase.
• 1:00:23
  Speaker 1: Say men are men, and geese are geese, he moaned.
• 1:00:29
  Speaker 1: He knew not what to say. The thought that I
• 1:00:33
  Speaker 1: could get away strove with the thought. But I must
• 1:00:38
  Speaker 1: stay to dye. She shrieked in dragon wrath to swallow
• 1:00:46
  Speaker 1: wines all foemen for ofth to simparett a tablecloth. Say,
• 1:00:52
  Speaker 1: can thy noble spirit stoop to join the Gorman dizing troop,
• 1:00:57
  Speaker 1: who find a solace in the suit. Can'st thou desire
• 1:01:03
  Speaker 1: or pie or puff thy? Well bred manners wear enough
• 1:01:08
  Speaker 1: without such gross material stuff. Yet well bred men, he
• 1:01:15
  Speaker 1: finally said, are not willing to be fed, nor are
• 1:01:20
  Speaker 1: they well without the bread. Her visage scorched him. Ere
• 1:01:25
  Speaker 1: he spoke. There are, she said, a kind of folk
• 1:01:30
  Speaker 1: who have no horror of a joke. Such wretches live.
• 1:01:36
  Speaker 1: They take their share of common earth and common air.
• 1:01:41
  Speaker 1: We come across them here and there we grant them.
• 1:01:46
  Speaker 1: There is no escape, a sort of semi human form
• 1:01:50
  Speaker 1: suggestive of the manlike ape. In all such theories, said he,
• 1:01:57
  Speaker 1: one fixed exception there must be. That is the present company. Baffled,
• 1:02:05
  Speaker 1: she gave a wolfish bark. He, aiming blindly in the dark,
• 1:02:09
  Speaker 1: with random shaft, had pierced the mark. She felt that
• 1:02:14
  Speaker 1: her defeat was plain, yet madly strove with might and
• 1:02:18
  Speaker 1: mine to get the upper hand. Again, fixing her eyes
• 1:02:23
  Speaker 1: upon the beach, as though unconscious of his speech, she said,
• 1:02:28
  Speaker 1: each gives to more than each. He could not answer,
• 1:02:33
  Speaker 1: yeay or nay. He faltered, gifts me pass away, yet
• 1:02:38
  Speaker 1: knew not what he meant to say. If that be so,
• 1:02:45
  Speaker 1: she straight replied, each heart with each doth coincide what
• 1:02:51
  Speaker 1: boots it? For the world is wide, The world is
• 1:02:56
  Speaker 1: but a thought, said he. The vastnfathomable sea is but
• 1:03:01
  Speaker 1: a notion unto me, And darkly fell her answer, dread
• 1:03:08
  Speaker 1: upon his unresisting head, like half a hundredweight of lead.
• 1:03:15
  Speaker 1: The good and great must ever shun that reckless and
• 1:03:19
  Speaker 1: abandoned one who stoops to perpetrate a pun. The man
• 1:03:27
  Speaker 1: that smokes, that reads the Times, that goes to Christmas pantomimes,
• 1:03:34
  Speaker 1: is capable of any crimes. He felt it was his
• 1:03:40
  Speaker 1: turn to speak, and with a shamed and crimson cheek, moaned,
• 1:03:45
  Speaker 1: this is harder than bezique. But when she asked him
• 1:03:51
  Speaker 1: wherefore so, he felt his very whiskers glow and frankly owned,
• 1:03:57
  Speaker 1: I do not know. While like broad waves of golden
• 1:04:03
  Speaker 1: grain or sunlit hues on cloistered pain, his color came
• 1:04:08
  Speaker 1: and went again, pitying his obvious distrace. Yet with a
• 1:04:14
  Speaker 1: tinge of bitterness, she said, the more exceeds, the less.
• 1:04:21
  Speaker 1: A truth of such undoubted weight he urged, and so
• 1:04:25
  Speaker 1: extreme in date it were superfluous to state. Roused into
• 1:04:31
  Speaker 1: sudden passion, she in tone of cold malignity to others, yeah,
• 1:04:38
  Speaker 1: but not to thee. But when she saw him quail
• 1:04:43
  Speaker 1: and quake, and when he urged for pity's sake once more,
• 1:04:48
  Speaker 1: in gentle tones, she spake, thought, in the mind doth
• 1:04:54
  Speaker 1: stell abide that is by intellect supplied, and within that
• 1:04:58
  Speaker 1: idea doth and he that yearns the truth to know
• 1:05:04
  Speaker 1: still further inwardly may go and find idea from notion flow.
• 1:05:11
  Speaker 1: And thus the chain that sages sought is to a
• 1:05:14
  Speaker 1: glorious circle rot for notion hath its source in thought.
• 1:05:21
  Speaker 1: So passed they on with even pace, Yet gradua le
• 1:05:25
  Speaker 1: one might trace as shadow growing on his face. End
• 1:05:32
  Speaker 1: of poem. The three voices from Phantasmagoria and other poems
• 1:05:43
  Speaker 1: by Lewis Carroll. This LibriVox recording is in the public domain.
• 1:05:50
  Speaker 1: The second voice they walked beside the wave worn beach.
• 1:05:56
  Speaker 1: Her tongue was very apt to teach, and now how
• 1:06:00
  Speaker 1: and then he did beseech. She would abate her dulcet tone,
• 1:06:05
  Speaker 1: because the talk was all her own, and he was
• 1:06:09
  Speaker 1: dull as any drown She urged, No cheese is made
• 1:06:16
  Speaker 1: of chalk, and ceaseless flowed her dreary talk, tuned to
• 1:06:21
  Speaker 1: the footfall of a walk. Her voice was very full
• 1:06:26
  Speaker 1: and rich, and when at length she asked him which
• 1:06:33
  Speaker 1: it mounted to its highest pitch, he a bewildered answer
• 1:06:39
  Speaker 1: gave drowned in the sullen, moaning wave, lost in the
• 1:06:44
  Speaker 1: echoes of the cave. He answered her he knew not
• 1:06:49
  Speaker 1: what like shaft from bout at random shot he spoke,
• 1:06:55
  Speaker 1: but she regarded not. She waited not for his reply,
• 1:07:01
  Speaker 1: but with a downward, leaden eye, went on as if
• 1:07:04
  Speaker 1: he were not by sound argument and grave defense. Strange
• 1:07:11
  Speaker 1: questions raised on why and whence, and wildly tangled evidence.
• 1:07:20
  Speaker 1: When he, with racked and whirling brain, feebly implored her
• 1:07:24
  Speaker 1: to explain, she simply said it all again, wrenched with
• 1:07:30
  Speaker 1: an agony intense he spake, neglecting sound and sense, and
• 1:07:34
  Speaker 1: careless of all consequence. Mind, I believe is essence in
• 1:07:45
  Speaker 1: abstract that is an accident which we that is to say,
• 1:07:55
  Speaker 1: I mean when, with quick breath and cheeks all flushed
• 1:08:00
  Speaker 1: at length, his speech was somewhat hush'd. She looked at him,
• 1:08:05
  Speaker 1: and he was crushed. It needed not her came reply.
• 1:08:12
  Speaker 1: She fixed him with a stony eye, and he could
• 1:08:15
  Speaker 1: neither fight nor fly while she dissected word by word
• 1:08:21
  Speaker 1: his speech. Have guessed at and have heard as might
• 1:08:25
  Speaker 1: a cat a little bird. Then, having wholly overthrown his
• 1:08:32
  Speaker 1: views and stripped them to the bone, proceeded to unfold
• 1:08:36
  Speaker 1: her own. Shall man be man? And shall he miss
• 1:08:43
  Speaker 1: of other thoughts, no thought but this harmonious dews of
• 1:08:48
  Speaker 1: sober bless what boots it. Shall his fevered eye, through
• 1:08:55
  Speaker 1: towering nothingness descry the grisly phantom hurry by, and here
• 1:09:03
  Speaker 1: dumb shrieks that fell the air, see mouths that gape,
• 1:09:07
  Speaker 1: and eyes that stare, and redden in the dusky glare,
• 1:09:14
  Speaker 1: the meadows breathing amber light, the darkness toppling from the
• 1:09:19
  Speaker 1: height the feathery train of granite night. Shall he grown
• 1:09:25
  Speaker 1: gray among his peers, through the thick curtain of his tears,
• 1:09:31
  Speaker 1: catch glimpses of his earlier years, and hear the sounds
• 1:09:37
  Speaker 1: he knew, of your old shufflings on the sanded floor,
• 1:09:41
  Speaker 1: old knuckles tapping at the door. Yet still before him
• 1:09:48
  Speaker 1: as he flies, one pallid form shall ever rise, and
• 1:09:52
  Speaker 1: bodying forth in glassy eyes, the vision of a vanished
• 1:09:58
  Speaker 1: good bo peering through the tangled wood, shall freeze the
• 1:10:03
  Speaker 1: current of his blood still from each fact. With skill,
• 1:10:10
  Speaker 1: uncouth and savage rapture, like a tooth, she wrenched some slow,
• 1:10:18
  Speaker 1: reluctant truth till like a silent water mill, when summer
• 1:10:25
  Speaker 1: suns have dried the rell she reached a full stop
• 1:10:29
  Speaker 1: and was still dead. Cam succeeded to the fuss, as
• 1:10:36
  Speaker 1: when the loaded omnibus has reached the railway terminus, when
• 1:10:42
  Speaker 1: for the tumult of the street is heard, the engine's
• 1:10:45
  Speaker 1: stifled beat, the velvet tread of porter's feet, with a
• 1:10:51
  Speaker 1: glance that ever sought the ground. She moved her lips
• 1:10:55
  Speaker 1: without a sound, and every now and then she frowned.
• 1:11:02
  Speaker 1: He gazed upon the sleeping sea, enjoyed in its tranquility,
• 1:11:07
  Speaker 1: and in that silence dead. But she to muse a
• 1:11:11
  Speaker 1: little space did seem then like the echo of a dream.
• 1:11:15
  Speaker 1: Harked back upon her threadbare theme. Still an attentive ear,
• 1:11:22
  Speaker 1: he leant, but could not fathom what she meant. She
• 1:11:27
  Speaker 1: was not deep nor eloquent. He marked the ripple on
• 1:11:34
  Speaker 1: the sand. The even swaying of her hand was all
• 1:11:37
  Speaker 1: that he could understand. He saw in dreams a drawing
• 1:11:43
  Speaker 1: room where thirteen wretches sat in gloom, waiting. He thought
• 1:11:49
  Speaker 1: he knew for whom he saw them drooping here and there,
• 1:11:55
  Speaker 1: each feebly huddled on a chair in attitudes of blank despair.
• 1:12:03
  Speaker 1: Oysters were not more mute than they for all their
• 1:12:06
  Speaker 1: brains were pumped away, and they had nothing more to say,
• 1:12:13
  Speaker 1: save one who groaned, three hours are gone, who shrieked,
• 1:12:20
  Speaker 1: We'll wait no longer John to tell them to set
• 1:12:24
  Speaker 1: the dinner on. The vision passed, the goosts were fled.
• 1:12:31
  Speaker 1: He saw once more that woman dread, He heard once
• 1:12:35
  Speaker 1: more the words she said. He left her, and he
• 1:12:40
  Speaker 1: turned aside. He sat and watched the coming tide across
• 1:12:45
  Speaker 1: the shores so newly dried. He wondered at the water's clear,
• 1:12:51
  Speaker 1: the breeze that whispered in his ear, the bellows heaving
• 1:12:55
  Speaker 1: far and near, and why he had so long farred
• 1:13:00
  Speaker 1: to hang upon her every word? In truth, he said,
• 1:13:05
  Speaker 1: it was absurd. End of poem the three voices from
• 1:13:18
  Speaker 1: Phantasmagoria and other poems by Lewis Carroll. This LibriVox recording
• 1:13:24
  Speaker 1: is in the public domain. The third voice not long
• 1:13:31
  Speaker 1: this transport held its place within a little moment's space.
• 1:13:36
  Speaker 1: Quick tears were raining down his face. His heart stood still,
• 1:13:43
  Speaker 1: aghast with fear. A wordless voice, nor far nor near
• 1:13:48
  Speaker 1: he seemed to hear, and not to hear tears kindle
• 1:13:55
  Speaker 1: not the doubtful spark. If so, why not of this remark?
• 1:14:02
  Speaker 1: The bearings are profoundly dark. Her speech, he said, hath
• 1:14:09
  Speaker 1: caused this pain easier? I count it to explain the
• 1:14:14
  Speaker 1: jargon of the howling main or stretched beside some babbling brook,
• 1:14:21
  Speaker 1: to con within expressive luke, an unintelligible book. Low spake
• 1:14:28
  Speaker 1: the voice within his head in words imagined more than said,
• 1:14:34
  Speaker 1: soundless as ghost's intended trade. If thou art duller than before,
• 1:14:43
  Speaker 1: why quittedst thou the voice of lore? Why not endure
• 1:14:49
  Speaker 1: expecting more rather than that? He groaned, aghast, I'd writhe
• 1:14:59
  Speaker 1: in depth of cavern vast, some loathly vampires, rich repast
• 1:15:06
  Speaker 1: twere hard, it answered, themes amends to coop within the
• 1:15:14
  Speaker 1: narrow fence that rings thy scant intelligence. Not so, he urged,
• 1:15:23
  Speaker 1: nor once alone. But there was something in her tone
• 1:15:28
  Speaker 1: that chilled me to the very bone. Her style was
• 1:15:32
  Speaker 1: anything but clear, and most unpleasantly severe. Her epithets were
• 1:15:38
  Speaker 1: very queer, and yet so grand were her replies. I
• 1:15:45
  Speaker 1: could not choose but deem her wise. I did not
• 1:15:48
  Speaker 1: dare to criticize, nor did I leave her till she
• 1:15:54
  Speaker 1: went so deep entangled argument that all my powers of
• 1:15:59
  Speaker 1: thought were spent a little whisper inly slid yet truth
• 1:16:06
  Speaker 1: is truth. You know you dead a little wink beneath
• 1:16:12
  Speaker 1: the lid, and sickened with excessive dread, prune to the dust.
• 1:16:19
  Speaker 1: He bent his head and lay like one three quarters dead.
• 1:16:27
  Speaker 1: The whisper left him like a breeze, lost in the
• 1:16:31
  Speaker 1: depths of leafy trees, left him by no means at
• 1:16:35
  Speaker 1: his ease. Once more, he weltered in despair, with hands
• 1:16:42
  Speaker 1: through denser, matted hair, more tightly clenched than then they
• 1:16:47
  Speaker 1: were when bathed in dawn of living red, majestic frown
• 1:16:55
  Speaker 1: the mountain head. Tell me my fault, was all he said,
• 1:17:04
  Speaker 1: when at high noon the blazing sky scorched in his head,
• 1:17:09
  Speaker 1: each haggard eye, then keenest rose his weary cry. And
• 1:17:17
  Speaker 1: when at eve the unpitying sun smiled grimly on the
• 1:17:22
  Speaker 1: solemn fun al hak, he sighed, what have I done?
• 1:17:32
  Speaker 1: But saddest, darkest was the sight when the cold grasp
• 1:17:38
  Speaker 1: of leaden night dashed him to earth and held him tight, tortured, unaided,
• 1:17:47
  Speaker 1: and alone. Thunders were silenced to his groan, bagpipe's sweet
• 1:17:54
  Speaker 1: music to its tone. What ever, thus, in desmal round,
• 1:18:03
  Speaker 1: shall pain and misery profound pursue me like a sleepless hound,
• 1:18:10
  Speaker 1: with crimson dashed and eager jaws, me still in ignorance
• 1:18:15
  Speaker 1: of the cause. On knowing what I broke of laws,
• 1:18:20
  Speaker 1: the whisper to his ear did seem like echoed flow
• 1:18:24
  Speaker 1: of silent stream, or shadow of forgotten dream, the whisper
• 1:18:31
  Speaker 1: trembling in the wind. Her fate with thine was intertwined,
• 1:18:37
  Speaker 1: so spake it in his inner mind. Each orbed on
• 1:18:43
  Speaker 1: each a baleful star. Each proved the other's blight, and
• 1:18:47
  Speaker 1: bar each unto each were best, most far yea each
• 1:18:55
  Speaker 1: to each was worse than fou Thou a scale dullard
• 1:19:01
  Speaker 1: gibbering low, and she an avalanche of woe. End of
• 1:19:11
  Speaker 1: poem te Ma Convariazzione from Phantasmagoria and other poems by
• 1:19:23
  Speaker 1: Lewis Carroll. This LibriVox recording is in the public domain.
• 1:19:30
  Speaker 1: Why is it that poetry has never yet been subjected
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  Speaker 1: to that process of dilution which has proved so advantageous
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  Speaker 1: to her sister art music. The diluter gives us first
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  Speaker 1: a few notes of some well known air, then a
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  Speaker 1: dozen bars of his own, then a few more notes
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  Speaker 1: of the air, and so on alternately, thus saving the
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  Speaker 1: listener if not from all risk of recognizing the melody
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  Speaker 1: at all, at least from the two exciting transports which
• 1:20:02
  Speaker 1: it might produce in a more concentrated form. The process
• 1:20:06
  Speaker 1: is termed setting by composers, and anyone that has ever
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  Speaker 1: experienced the emotion of being unexpectedly set down in a
• 1:20:15
  Speaker 1: heap of mortar will recognize the truthfulness of this happy phrase.
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  Speaker 1: For truly, just as the genuine epicure lingers lovingly over
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  Speaker 1: a morsel of supreme venison whose every fiber seems to murmur,
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  Speaker 1: excels her, yet swallows ere returning to the toothsome dainty
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  Speaker 1: great mouthfuls of oatmeal, porridge and winkles, And just as
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  Speaker 1: the perfect connoisseur in Claret permits himself but one delicate
• 1:20:45
  Speaker 1: set and then tosses off a pint or more of
• 1:20:48
  Speaker 1: boarding school beer. So also, I never loved a dear gazelle,
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  Speaker 1: nor anything that cost me much. Price is profit those
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  Speaker 1: who sell, But why should I be fond of such?
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  Speaker 1: To glad me with his soft black eye, my son
• 1:21:10
  Speaker 1: comes trotting home from school. He's had a fight, but
• 1:21:13
  Speaker 1: can't tell why. He always was a little fool, but
• 1:21:18
  Speaker 1: when he came to know me well, he kicked me
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  Speaker 1: out her tasty sire, And when I stained my hair
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  Speaker 1: that bell might note the change, and thus admire and
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  Speaker 1: love me. It was sure to die a muddy green
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  Speaker 1: or staring blue, whilst one might trace with half an
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  Speaker 1: eye the still triumphant carrot through end of poem. A
• 1:21:51
  Speaker 1: Game of fives from Phantasmagoria and other poems by Lewis Carroll.
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  Speaker 1: This Librivok's recording is in the public domain. Five little
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  Speaker 1: girls of five, four, three, two one rolling on the
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  Speaker 1: hearth rug, full of tricks and fun. Five rosy girls
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  Speaker 1: in years from ten to six, sitting down to lessons,
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  Speaker 1: No more time for trecks. Five growing girls from fifteen
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  Speaker 1: to eleven, music, drawing, languages, and food enough for seven.
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  Speaker 1: Five winsome girls from twenty to sixteen. Each young man
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  Speaker 1: that calls, I say, now tell me which you mean.
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  Speaker 1: Five dashing girls, the youngest twenty one. But if nobody proposes,
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  Speaker 1: what is there to be done? Five showy girls. But
• 1:22:48
  Speaker 1: thirty is an age when girls may be engaging, but
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  Speaker 1: they somehow don't engage Five dressy girls of thirty one,
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  Speaker 1: nor more so gracious to the shy young men they snubbed.
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  Speaker 1: So much before five passe girls their age will never mind.
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  Speaker 1: We jog along together like the rest of humankind. But
• 1:23:17
  Speaker 1: the quondam careless bachelor begins to think he knows the
• 1:23:22
  Speaker 1: answer to that ancient problem, how the money goes? End
• 1:23:28
  Speaker 1: of poem Poeta fid Non Nasky Tour from Phantasmagoria and
• 1:23:38
  Speaker 1: other poems by Lewis Carroll. This LibriVox recording is in
• 1:23:42
  Speaker 1: the public domain. How shall I be a poet? How
• 1:23:48
  Speaker 1: shall I write? In rhyme? You told me once, the
• 1:23:51
  Speaker 1: very wish purdue of the sublime? Then tell me how
• 1:23:55
  Speaker 1: don't put me off with your another time. The old
• 1:23:59
  Speaker 1: man's mild to see him, to hear his sudden sally.
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  Speaker 1: He liked the lad to speak his mind enthusiastic ali
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  Speaker 1: and thought there's no humdrum in him, nor any shelly shally.
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  Speaker 1: And would you be a poet before you've been to school? Ah? Well,
• 1:24:19
  Speaker 1: I hardly thought you so absolute a fool. First, learn
• 1:24:23
  Speaker 1: to be spasmodic, A very simple rule. For first you
• 1:24:28
  Speaker 1: write a sentence, and then you chop it small, then
• 1:24:32
  Speaker 1: makes the bits and sort them out just as they
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  Speaker 1: chance to fall. The order of the phrases makes no
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  Speaker 1: difference at all, then if you'd be impressive. Remember what
• 1:24:45
  Speaker 1: I say that abstract qualities begin with capitals all way,
• 1:24:50
  Speaker 1: The true, the good, the beautiful. Those are the things
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  Speaker 1: that pay. Next, when you're describing a shit or sound
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  Speaker 1: or tint, don't state the matter plainly, but put it
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  Speaker 1: in a hint, and learn to look at all things
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  Speaker 1: with a sort of mental squint. For instance, if I
• 1:25:13
  Speaker 1: wished sir of mutton pies to tell, should I say,
• 1:25:18
  Speaker 1: dreams of fleecy flocks paint in a wheat and sell? Why? Yes,
• 1:25:23
  Speaker 1: the old man said that phrase would answer very well. Then. Fourthly,
• 1:25:31
  Speaker 1: there are epithets that suit with any word, as well
• 1:25:35
  Speaker 1: as Harvey's reading sauce with fish or flesh or bird.
• 1:25:40
  Speaker 1: Of these wild, lonely, weary, strange are much to be preferred.
• 1:25:47
  Speaker 1: And will it do, oh, will it do? To take
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  Speaker 1: them in a lump, as the wild man went his
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  Speaker 1: weary way to a strange and lonely pump. Nay, nay,
• 1:25:58
  Speaker 1: You must not hastily to such conclusions. Jump. Such epithets
• 1:26:05
  Speaker 1: like pepper give zest to what you write, And if
• 1:26:09
  Speaker 1: you strew them sparely, they wet the appetite. But if
• 1:26:13
  Speaker 1: you lay them on too thick, you spoil the matter.
• 1:26:16
  Speaker 1: Quite Last, as to the arrangement, your reader, you should
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  Speaker 1: show him, must take what information he can get, and
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  Speaker 1: look for no immature disclosure of the drift and purpose
• 1:26:30
  Speaker 1: of your poem. Therefore, to test his patients how much
• 1:26:35
  Speaker 1: he can endure. Mention no places, names or dates. And evermore,
• 1:26:40
  Speaker 1: be sure throughout the poem to be found consistently obscure.
• 1:26:47
  Speaker 1: First fix upon the limit to which it shall extend.
• 1:26:51
  Speaker 1: Then fill it up with padding. Beg some of any friend.
• 1:26:56
  Speaker 1: Your great sensation stands a you place towards the end?
• 1:27:02
  Speaker 1: And what is a sensation? Grandfather? Tell me pray, I
• 1:27:07
  Speaker 1: think I never heard the words so used before today,
• 1:27:10
  Speaker 1: be kind enough to mention one. Eximply Grascia and the
• 1:27:16
  Speaker 1: old man, looking sadly across the garden lawn. We're here,
• 1:27:20
  Speaker 1: and there a dew drop yet glittered in the dawn, said,
• 1:27:25
  Speaker 1: go to the adelphi and see the colin bawn. The
• 1:27:30
  Speaker 1: word is due to boussy Coold. The theory is his
• 1:27:35
  Speaker 1: where life becomes a spasm and history a whiz. If
• 1:27:39
  Speaker 1: that is not sensation, I don't know what is. Now
• 1:27:45
  Speaker 1: Try your hand. Your fancy have lost its present glow.
• 1:27:50
  Speaker 1: And then his grandson added, we'll publish it, you know,
• 1:27:55
  Speaker 1: green cloth gold lettered at the back in Duodesim then
• 1:28:01
  Speaker 1: proudly smiled that old man to see the eager lad
• 1:28:05
  Speaker 1: rush madly for his pen and ink and for his
• 1:28:08
  Speaker 1: blotting pad. But when he thought of publishing, his face
• 1:28:13
  Speaker 1: grew stern and sad. End of poem Sighs and Tears
• 1:28:27
  Speaker 1: from Phantasmagoria and other poems by Lewis Carron. This LibriVox
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  Speaker 1: recording is in the public domain. When on the sandy shore,
• 1:28:37
  Speaker 1: I set beside the salt sea wave and fall into
• 1:28:42
  Speaker 1: a weeping fit because I dare not shave a little
• 1:28:46
  Speaker 1: whisper at my ear inquires the reason of my fear,
• 1:28:50
  Speaker 1: I answer, if that Ruffian Jones should recognize me here,
• 1:28:56
  Speaker 1: he'd bell about my name in tones offensive to the ear.
• 1:28:59
  Speaker 1: He shapes me so on being stout, a thing that
• 1:29:03
  Speaker 1: always puts me out. Ah Me. I see him on
• 1:29:07
  Speaker 1: the cleff farewell, farewell to hope if he should look
• 1:29:11
  Speaker 1: this way, and if he's got his telescope, to whatsoever
• 1:29:14
  Speaker 1: place I flee. My odious rival follows me for every
• 1:29:19
  Speaker 1: night and everywhere I meet him out at dinner, And
• 1:29:23
  Speaker 1: when I've found some charming fare and vowed to die
• 1:29:26
  Speaker 1: or win her, the wretch he's thin and I am stout,
• 1:29:31
  Speaker 1: is sure to come and cut me out. The girls,
• 1:29:37
  Speaker 1: just like them, all agree to praise j. Jones esquire.
• 1:29:42
  Speaker 1: I ask them what on earth they see about him
• 1:29:44
  Speaker 1: to admire? They cry, he is so sleek and slim,
• 1:29:49
  Speaker 1: it's quite a treat to look at him. They vanish
• 1:29:52
  Speaker 1: in tobacco smoke, those visionary maids. I feel a sharp
• 1:29:57
  Speaker 1: and sudden poke between the shoulder blaze. Why Brown, my boy,
• 1:30:03
  Speaker 1: you're growing stout. I told you he would find me out.
• 1:30:08
  Speaker 1: My growth is not your business, sir, No more, it
• 1:30:13
  Speaker 1: is my boy. But if it's yours, as I in fair,
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  Speaker 1: Why Brown, I give you joy. A man whose business
• 1:30:21
  Speaker 1: prospers so is just the sort of man to know
• 1:30:25
  Speaker 1: it's hardly safe. Though talking here, I'd best get out
• 1:30:30
  Speaker 1: of reach. For such a wait as years, I fear
• 1:30:33
  Speaker 1: must shortly sink the beach insult me. Thus, because I'm stout,
• 1:30:38
  Speaker 1: I vow I'll go and call him out. End of
• 1:30:43
  Speaker 1: poem Atlanta in Camden Town from Phantasmagoria and other poems
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  Speaker 1: by Lewis Carroll. This LibriVox recording is in the public.
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  Speaker 1: I twas here on this spot in that summer of yore.
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  Speaker 1: Atlanta did not vote my presence abore, nor reply to
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  Speaker 1: my tenderest talk. She had heard all that nonsense before
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  Speaker 1: she the brooch I had bought, and the necklace and
• 1:31:18
  Speaker 1: sash on, and her heart, as I thought, was alive
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  Speaker 1: to my passion, and she'd done up her hair in
• 1:31:24
  Speaker 1: the style that the Empress had brought into fashion. I
• 1:31:28
  Speaker 1: had been to the play with my pearl of a peri.
• 1:31:31
  Speaker 1: But for all I could say, she declared she was weary,
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  Speaker 1: that the place was so crowded and hot, and she
• 1:31:39
  Speaker 1: couldn't buy that dune dreary. Then I thought, lucky boy,
• 1:31:45
  Speaker 1: tis for you that she whimpers. And I noted with
• 1:31:48
  Speaker 1: joy those sensational simpers. And I said, this is scrumptious,
• 1:31:54
  Speaker 1: a phrase I had learned from the Devonshire shrimpers. And
• 1:31:58
  Speaker 1: I vowed to be said, I'm a fortunate fellow. When
• 1:32:02
  Speaker 1: the breakfast is spread, when the topers are mellow, when
• 1:32:05
  Speaker 1: the foam of the bread cake is white, and the
• 1:32:07
  Speaker 1: fierce orange blossoms are yellow, Oh that languishing yawn, Oh
• 1:32:13
  Speaker 1: those eloquent eyes. I was drunk with the dawn of
• 1:32:17
  Speaker 1: a splendid surmise. I was stung by a look. I
• 1:32:20
  Speaker 1: was slain by a tear, by a tempest of sighs.
• 1:32:25
  Speaker 1: Then I've whispered. I see the sweet secret thou keepest,
• 1:32:30
  Speaker 1: and the yearning for me that thou wistfully weepest. And
• 1:32:35
  Speaker 1: the question is license or bands, though undoubtedly bands are
• 1:32:40
  Speaker 1: the cheapest. Be my hero, said I, and let me
• 1:32:46
  Speaker 1: be Leander. But I lost her reply, something ending with Gander,
• 1:32:52
  Speaker 1: for the omnibus rattled so loud that no mortal could
• 1:32:56
  Speaker 1: quite understand her end of power The Lang Curtain from
• 1:33:08
  Speaker 1: Phantasmagoria and other titles by Lewis Carroll. This LibriVox recording
• 1:33:14
  Speaker 1: is in the public domain. The lady yea, she stood
• 1:33:19
  Speaker 1: at her lattice high. We heard doggie at her feet.
• 1:33:22
  Speaker 1: Through the lattice. She can spy the passers in the street.
• 1:33:27
  Speaker 1: There's one that standeth at the door and telleth at
• 1:33:30
  Speaker 1: the pen. No speak and say my popinjay. If I
• 1:33:33
  Speaker 1: sall let him in, then up and spake the popinjay
• 1:33:37
  Speaker 1: that flew a boon her head. They let him in.
• 1:33:40
  Speaker 1: That tells the pen he cometh thee to wade. Oh
• 1:33:45
  Speaker 1: when he can the parlor in a woeful man was
• 1:33:48
  Speaker 1: he and dinner you can your lover again? Say well,
• 1:33:52
  Speaker 1: that loveth thee? And who would I? Can you love me? Sir?
• 1:33:57
  Speaker 1: That have been? Say lang away, and who would I
• 1:34:00
  Speaker 1: can you love me? Sorry? You never tell me, say
• 1:34:04
  Speaker 1: said lady dear, and the salt saltyre camerin and don
• 1:34:10
  Speaker 1: his cheek. I have sent the tokens, Oh my love,
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  Speaker 1: this many and many a week. Oh didn't i ye
• 1:34:17
  Speaker 1: get the rings ladye? The rings, oh the gold, say fine,
• 1:34:22
  Speaker 1: I WoT that I have sent to thee four score,
• 1:34:25
  Speaker 1: four score and nine. They come to me, said that,
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  Speaker 1: fair lady. Wow they were flimsy things, said that chain
• 1:34:36
  Speaker 1: o gold, my dog eat? Howd it is made? Oh?
• 1:34:39
  Speaker 1: They sell the same rings, and didn't ye get the locks?
• 1:34:44
  Speaker 1: The locks, the locks o my ain black hair. Wilk
• 1:34:48
  Speaker 1: I sent by post, wilk I sent by box, wilk
• 1:34:51
  Speaker 1: I sent by the carrier. They come to me, said that,
• 1:34:56
  Speaker 1: fair lady, and they PRAYTHEE say name Maya said that
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  Speaker 1: cushn't say red for my doggie's heed. It is stuffed.
• 1:35:04
  Speaker 1: Wi they lock so hair and didn't ye get the letter.
• 1:35:09
  Speaker 1: Lady died. We are silk and stirring. Wilke. I sent
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  Speaker 1: to THEE, free the far country a message I'll love
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  Speaker 1: to bring it. Come to me, free the fair country.
• 1:35:20
  Speaker 1: We had silk and stirring and ah. But Edwards snappery
• 1:35:23
  Speaker 1: paid said that high born maid say I guard them
• 1:35:28
  Speaker 1: tack it owah. Oh, ever, a luck that you sent
• 1:35:31
  Speaker 1: it back. It was written, say clerkly and will no
• 1:35:36
  Speaker 1: the message had brought in the boone that it's sot.
• 1:35:38
  Speaker 1: I must even say it may sell then up and
• 1:35:42
  Speaker 1: spake the popjay say wisely counseled, he now say it
• 1:35:46
  Speaker 1: in the proper way. Gay doon upon thy knee. The
• 1:35:50
  Speaker 1: lover he turned bath read and pale went down upon
• 1:35:54
  Speaker 1: his knee. O, lady, ye hear the way some tale
• 1:35:58
  Speaker 1: that must be told to THEE. For five long years
• 1:36:02
  Speaker 1: and five loang years, I courted thee by locks, by
• 1:36:06
  Speaker 1: nods and winks, by smiles and tears, as I had
• 1:36:09
  Speaker 1: read in box for ten lang years, O, wary yours,
• 1:36:15
  Speaker 1: I courted THEE by signs, by sending game, by sending floors,
• 1:36:19
  Speaker 1: by sending valentines. For five lang years and five lang years,
• 1:36:24
  Speaker 1: I have dwelt in the far country till that thy
• 1:36:28
  Speaker 1: mind should be inclined mere tenderly to me. No thirty
• 1:36:32
  Speaker 1: years are gaining past. I am comfree a foreign land.
• 1:36:36
  Speaker 1: I am come to tell thee my love. At last,
• 1:36:38
  Speaker 1: O ladye gave me thy hand. The lady she tall,
• 1:36:44
  Speaker 1: not pale nor read, but she smiled a pitiful smile.
• 1:36:48
  Speaker 1: Sick a curn is yours, my man, she said, takes
• 1:36:52
  Speaker 1: a lang and a weary while, and out and laugh
• 1:36:56
  Speaker 1: the popinjay a laugh, Oh bitter scorne, I courtain din
• 1:37:00
  Speaker 1: and sick away. It ought not to be borne wi
• 1:37:04
  Speaker 1: that The doggie barked aloud and up and doon he ran,
• 1:37:07
  Speaker 1: and togden strained his chain. O gowed, I'll forty'd bite
• 1:37:11
  Speaker 1: the man. Oh hush thee gentle Popinjay, Oh hush thee doggie. Dear,
• 1:37:17
  Speaker 1: there is a word I fain, I'd say it needeth
• 1:37:20
  Speaker 1: he should hear. I louder screamed that lady fair to
• 1:37:24
  Speaker 1: druin her doggie's berk ever ill lover shouted Maire, to
• 1:37:29
  Speaker 1: make that lady hark shrill and more shrill. The Popinjay
• 1:37:34
  Speaker 1: upraised his angry squall. I trow. The doggie's voice that
• 1:37:38
  Speaker 1: day was louder than them all. The serving man and
• 1:37:42
  Speaker 1: servant maids sat by the kitchen fire, they heard seca
• 1:37:46
  Speaker 1: din the parlor within, as made them much admire. Outspake
• 1:37:51
  Speaker 1: the boy and buttons. I ween he was nothin no
• 1:37:56
  Speaker 1: wha will tae the parlor gay and stay this deadly din?
• 1:38:00
  Speaker 1: And they have taen a carechief casted their cavels in,
• 1:38:05
  Speaker 1: for wa will tae the parlor gay and stay that
• 1:38:08
  Speaker 1: deadly din? When on that boy the cavel fell to
• 1:38:11
  Speaker 1: stay the fearsome noise gaen, They cried, whate'er bet I
• 1:38:16
  Speaker 1: thou'll print, so, button boys, sign he has teen a
• 1:38:21
  Speaker 1: supple cane to swing that dog sae far. The doggie yelled.
• 1:38:25
  Speaker 1: The doggie howled the louder eye for that sign he
• 1:38:30
  Speaker 1: has teen a mutton bain. The doggie ceased his noise
• 1:38:34
  Speaker 1: and followed down the kitchen stair that prince. So button boys,
• 1:38:39
  Speaker 1: then sadly spake that lady fair, we have frowned upon
• 1:38:42
  Speaker 1: her brow. Oh dearer to me is my smart doggie.
• 1:38:47
  Speaker 1: Then a dozen sick as thou nay use nay use
• 1:38:51
  Speaker 1: for size and tears nay U sit, I'll the thread
• 1:38:55
  Speaker 1: sin ye've bide it? Say well, for thirty years you
• 1:38:58
  Speaker 1: may bide away langer yea sadly, sadly he crossed the
• 1:39:03
  Speaker 1: floor and turtled at the pin. Sadly went he through
• 1:39:07
  Speaker 1: the door, where sadly he came in. Ogain, I had
• 1:39:11
  Speaker 1: a popjay to fly aboon me heed to tell me
• 1:39:15
  Speaker 1: what I ought to say. I had by this been weighed. Ogain,
• 1:39:20
  Speaker 1: I find another lady, he said, we saw in tears.
• 1:39:24
  Speaker 1: I wop my curtains shall not be in neither thirty
• 1:39:27
  Speaker 1: years for gain, I find a lady, Ye gay, exactly
• 1:39:32
  Speaker 1: to my taste. I'll pop the question iron nay in
• 1:39:36
  Speaker 1: twenty years at maste. End of poem. Four riddles from
• 1:39:47
  Speaker 1: Phantasmagoria and other poems by Lewis Carroll. This LibriVox recording
• 1:39:53
  Speaker 1: is in the public domain. Introduction These consist of two
• 1:40:00
  Speaker 1: double across decks and two charades. Number one was written
• 1:40:06
  Speaker 1: at the request of some young friends who had gone
• 1:40:09
  Speaker 1: to a ball at an Oxford commemoration, and also as
• 1:40:13
  Speaker 1: a specimen of what might be done by making the
• 1:40:16
  Speaker 1: double across deck a connected poem instead of what it
• 1:40:21
  Speaker 1: has hitherto been a string of disjointed stanzas on every
• 1:40:26
  Speaker 1: conceivable subject, and about as interesting to read straight through
• 1:40:31
  Speaker 1: as a page of encyclopedia. The first two stanzas describe
• 1:40:36
  Speaker 1: the two main words, and each subsequent stanza one of
• 1:40:40
  Speaker 1: the cross lights. Number two was written after seeing Miss
• 1:40:47
  Speaker 1: Ellen Terry perform in the play of Hamlet. In this case,
• 1:40:51
  Speaker 1: the first stanza describes the two main words. Number three
• 1:40:58
  Speaker 1: was written after seeing miss mas Terry performing mister Gilbert's
• 1:41:02
  Speaker 1: play of Pygmalion and Galatea. The three stanzas respectively describe
• 1:41:09
  Speaker 1: my first, my second, and my home. Riddle One, There
• 1:41:18
  Speaker 1: was an ancient city stricken down with a strange frenzy,
• 1:41:23
  Speaker 1: and for many a day they paced from morn to
• 1:41:27
  Speaker 1: eve the crowded town and danced the night away. I asked,
• 1:41:33
  Speaker 1: because the aged man grew sad. They pointed to a building,
• 1:41:38
  Speaker 1: gray and tall, and hoarsely answered, step inside, my lad,
• 1:41:45
  Speaker 1: and then you'll see it all. Yet, what are all
• 1:41:51
  Speaker 1: such gayeties to me? Whose thoughts are full of indices
• 1:41:55
  Speaker 1: and sirds? Ex squared plus seven x plus fifty three
• 1:42:01
  Speaker 1: equals eleven thirds. But something whispered it will soon be done.
• 1:42:09
  Speaker 1: Bands cannot always plain or ladies smile, endure with patience
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  Speaker 1: the distasteful fun. For just a little while, a change
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  Speaker 1: came o'er my vision. It was night. We clove a
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  Speaker 1: pathway through a frantic throng. The steeds, wild, plunging filled
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  Speaker 1: us with affright. The chariots whirled along within a marble hall.
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  Speaker 1: A river ran a living tide, half muslin and half cloth.
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  Speaker 1: And here one mourned a broken wreath or fan, yet
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  Speaker 1: swallowed down her wrath. And here one offered to a
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  Speaker 1: thirsty fire, his words half drowned amid those thunders tuneful,
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  Speaker 1: some frozen vian, there were many, there a toothache in
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  Speaker 1: each spoonful. There comes a happy pause, for human strength
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  Speaker 1: will not endure to dance without cessation, and every one
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  Speaker 1: must reach the point at length of absolute prostration. At
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  Speaker 1: such a moment, ladies learn to give to partners who
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  Speaker 1: would urge them overmuch. A flat and yet decided negative
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  Speaker 1: photographers love such. There comes a welcome summons who provives,
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  Speaker 1: and fading eyes grow bright, and pulses quicken incessant pop
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  Speaker 1: the corks and busy knives dispense the tongue and chicken
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  Speaker 1: flushed with new life. The crowd flows back again, and
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  Speaker 1: all is tangled talk and mazy motion, much like a
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  Speaker 1: waving field of golden gray or a tempestuous ocean. And
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  Speaker 1: thus they give the time that nature meant for peaceful
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  Speaker 1: sleep and meditative snores, to ceaseless den and mindless merriment,
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  Speaker 1: a waste of shoes and floors. And one we name
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  Speaker 1: him not that flies the flowers, that dreads the dances,
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  Speaker 1: and that shuns the salads. They doom to pass in solitude,
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  Speaker 1: the hours writing acrostic ballads. How late it grows. The
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  Speaker 1: hour is surely past. That should have warned us with
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  Speaker 1: its double knock. The twilight wanes, and morning comes at last, Oh, uncle,
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  Speaker 1: what's a clock? The uncle gravely nods and wisely winks.
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  Speaker 1: It may mean much, But how is one to know.
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  Speaker 1: He opens his mouth, yet out of it methinks no
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  Speaker 1: words of wisdom flow. End of poem. Four riddles riddle
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  Speaker 1: too from Phantasmagoria and other poems by Lewis Carroll. This
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  Speaker 1: Librivok's recording is in the public domain. Empress of Art.
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  Speaker 1: For thee I twine this wreath withal too slender skill,
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  Speaker 1: forgive my muse each halting line, and for the deed,
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  Speaker 1: except the will o day of tears. Whence comes this specter,
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  Speaker 1: grim parting like death's cold river, souls that love is
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  Speaker 1: not he bound to THEE as thou to him by
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  Speaker 1: vows unwhispered here yet heard above. And still it lives,
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  Speaker 1: that keen and heavenward flame lives in his eye and
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  Speaker 1: trembles in his tone. And these thys wild words of fury,
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  Speaker 1: But proclaim a heart that beats for THEE, for THEE alone.
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  Speaker 1: But all is lost that mighty mind o'erthrown like sweet bells, jangled,
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  Speaker 1: piteous sight to see doubt that the stars are fire.
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  Speaker 1: So runs his moon, doubt truth herself, but not my
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  Speaker 1: love for THEE as sadder vision, Yet thine aged sire,
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  Speaker 1: shaming his hoary locks with treacherous while, And dost thou
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  Speaker 1: now doubt truth to be a liar, And wilt thou
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  Speaker 1: die that hast forgot to smile, nay get THEE. Hence
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  Speaker 1: leave all thy winsome ways and the fragrant fragrance of
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  Speaker 1: thy scattered flowers. In holy silence, wait thee appointed days,
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  Speaker 1: and weep away the leaden footed hours. End of poem.
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  Speaker 1: Four riddles, Riddle number three from Phantasmagoria and other poems
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  Speaker 1: by Lewis Carroll. This librivos recording is in the public domain.
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  Speaker 1: The air is bright with hues of light, and rich
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  Speaker 1: with laughter and with singing. Young hearts beat high in ecstasy,
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  Speaker 1: and banners wave and bells are ringing. But silence falls
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  Speaker 1: with fading day, and there's an end to mirth and play.
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  Speaker 1: Ah Well, a day. Rest your old bones, Ye wrinkled crowns,
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  Speaker 1: the kettle sings, the firelight dances deep, be it quaft
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  Speaker 1: the magic draft that fills the soul with golden fancies
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  Speaker 1: for youth and pleasance. Well not stay, and ye are withered,
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  Speaker 1: worn and gray. Ah Well A day O fair cold
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  Speaker 1: face O form of grace for human passion, madly yearning,
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  Speaker 1: O weary air of dumb despair from marble one to
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  Speaker 1: marble turning. Leave us not. Thus we fondly pray we
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  Speaker 1: cannot let thee pass away. Ah Well a day. End
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  Speaker 1: of poem four riddles Riddle four from Phantasmagoria and other
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  Speaker 1: poems by Lewis Carroll. This LibriVox recording is in the
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  Speaker 1: public domain. My first is singular at best. More plural
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  Speaker 1: is my second. My third is far the pluralist, so
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  Speaker 1: plural plural, I protest it scarcely can be reckoned. My
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  Speaker 1: first is followed by a bird, my second by believers
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  Speaker 1: in magic art. My simple third follows too often, hopes,
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  Speaker 1: absurd and plausible deceivers. My first, to get at wisdom
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  Speaker 1: tries a failure melancholy. My second men revered as wise.
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  Speaker 1: My third, from heights of wisdom flies to depths of
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  Speaker 1: frantic folling. My first is aging day by day. My
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  Speaker 1: second's age is ended. My third enjoys and age they
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  Speaker 1: say that never seems to fade away through centuries extended
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  Speaker 1: my whole I need a poet's pen to paint her
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  Speaker 1: myriad phases, the monarch and the slave of men, A
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  Speaker 1: mountain summit and a den of dark and deadly mazes,
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  Speaker 1: a flashing light, a fleeting shade beginning, end and middle
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  Speaker 1: of all that human art hath made, or wit divine,
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  Speaker 1: Go seek her aid if you would read my riddle
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  Speaker 1: end of poem Fame's Penny Trumpet from Phantasmagoria and other
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  Speaker 1: poems by Lewis Carroll. This LibriVox recording is in the
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  Speaker 1: public domain, affectionately dedicated to all original researchers who pant
• 1:50:28
  Speaker 1: for endowment. Blow blow your trumpets till they crack, ye
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  Speaker 1: little men of little souls, and bid them huddle at
• 1:50:39
  Speaker 1: your back. Gold sucking leeches, shoals on showls, fill all
• 1:50:45
  Speaker 1: the air with hungry whales. Reward us ere we think
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  Speaker 1: are right Without your gold, mere knowledge fails to cite
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  Speaker 1: the swinish appetite, And where great plato paste serene are
• 1:51:00
  Speaker 1: muton paused with wistful eye, rush to the chase with
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  Speaker 1: hoofs unclean and babble clamour of the stye be yours,
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  Speaker 1: the pay, be theirs the praise. We will not rob
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  Speaker 1: them of their deew, nor vex the ghosts of other
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  Speaker 1: days by naming them along with you. They sought and
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  Speaker 1: found on dying fame. They toiled not for reward nor thanks.
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  Speaker 1: Their cheeks are hot with honest shame for you. The
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  Speaker 1: modern Mountebanks who preach of justice plead with tears that
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  Speaker 1: love and mercy should abound, while marking with complacent tears
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  Speaker 1: the moaning of some tortured hound who prate of wisdom, Nay, forbear,
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  Speaker 1: let wisdom turn on you in wrath, trampling with heel
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  Speaker 1: that will not spare the vermin that beset her path.
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  Speaker 1: Go throng each other's drawing rooms, Ye idols of a
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  Speaker 1: petty clik, strut your brief hour in borrowed plumes, and
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  Speaker 1: make your penny trumpets squeak, deck your dull talk with
• 1:52:13
  Speaker 1: pelford shreds of learning from a nobler time, and oil
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  Speaker 1: each other's little heads with mutual flatteries golden slime. And
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  Speaker 1: when the topmost height ye gain, and stand in glories
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  Speaker 1: ether clear, and grasp the prize of all your pain,
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  Speaker 1: so many hundred pounds a year. Then let Thame's banner
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  Speaker 1: be unfurled, sing pis for a victory. One ye tapers
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  Speaker 1: that would light the world, and cast a shadow on
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  Speaker 1: the sun, who still shall pour his raise sublime, one
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  Speaker 1: crystal flood from east to west, when ye have burned
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  Speaker 1: your little time and feebly flickered into rest. End of poem.
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  Speaker 1: End of Phantasmagoria and other poems by Lewis Carroll. This
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  Speaker 1: book has been read by Rosslyn Carlile