Алиса в зазеркалье
It’s my own Invention
Hisaccentsmildtookupthetale:
Hesaid"Igomyways,
AndwhenIfindamountain-rill,
Isetitinablaze;
Andthencetheymakeastufftheycall
Rolands’MacassarOil—
Yettwopence-halfpennyisall
Theygivemeformytoil."
ButIwasthinkingofaway
Tofeedoneselfonbatter,
Andsogoonfromdaytoday
Gettingalittlefatter.
Ishookhimwellfromsidetoside,
Untilhisfacewasblue:
"Come,tellmehowyoulive,"Icried,
"Andwhatitisyoudo!"
Hesaid"Ihuntforhaddocks’eyes
Amongtheheatherbright,
Andworkthemintowaistcoat-buttons
Inthesilentnight.
AndtheseIdonotsellforgold
Orcoinofsilveryshine
Butforacopperhalfpenny,
Andthatwillpurchasenine.
"Isometimesdigforbutteredrolls,
Orsetlimedtwigsforcrabs;
Isometimessearchthegrassyknolls
ForwheelsofHansom-cabs.
Andthat’stheway"(hegaveawink)
"BywhichIgetmywealth—
AndverygladlywillIdrink
YourHonour’snoblehealth."
Iheardhimthen,forIhadjust
Completedmydesign
TokeeptheMenaibridgefromrust
Byboilingitinwine.
Ithankedmuchfortellingme
Thewayhegothiswealth,
Butchieflyforhiswishthathe
Mightdrinkmynoblehealth.
