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Through the Looking-Glass

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I sing this song for your delight only I don t sing it, he added, as an explanation. I see you don t, said Alice. If you can _see_ whether I m singing or not, you ve sharper eyes than most. Humpty Dumpty remarked severely. Alice was silent. In spring, when woods are getting green, I ll try and tell you what I mean. Thank you very much, said Alice. In summer, when the days are long, Perhaps you ll understand the song: In autumn, when the leaves are brown, Take pen and ink, and write it down. I will, if I can remember it so long, said Alice. You needn t go on making remarks like that, Humpty Dumpty said: they re not sensible, and they put me out. I sent a message to the fish: I told them This is what I wish. The little fishes of the sea, They sent an answer back to me. The little fishes answer was We cannot do it, Sir, because I m afraid I don t quite understand, said Alice. 61
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