One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!
He chortled in his joy.
Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
It seems very pretty, she said when she had finished it, but it s
_rather_ hard to understand! (You see she didn t like to confess, even
to herself, that she couldn t make it out at all.) Somehow it seems to
fill my head with ideas only I don t exactly know what they are!
However, _somebody_ killed _something_: that s clear, at any rate
But oh! thought Alice, suddenly jumping up, if I don t make haste I
shall have to go back through the Looking-glass, before I ve seen what
the rest of the house is like! Let s have a look at the garden first!
She was out of the room in a moment, and ran down stairs or, at least,
it wasn t exactly running, but a new invention of hers for getting down
stairs quickly and easily, as Alice said to herself. She just kept the
tips of her fingers on the hand-rail, and floated gently down without
even touching the stairs with her feet; then she floated on through the
hall, and would have gone straight out at the door in the same way, if
she hadn t caught hold of the door-post. She was getting a little giddy
with so much floating in the air, and was rather glad to find herself
walking again in the natural way.
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