Аліса в Країні чудес
Down the Rabbit-hole
For,yousee,somanyout-of-the-waythingshadhappenedlately,thatAlicehadbeguntothinkthatveryfewthingsindeedwerereallyimpossible.
Thereseemedtobenouseinwaitingbythelittledoor,soshewentbacktothetable,halfhopingshemightfindanotherkeyonit,oratanyrateabookofrulesforshuttingpeopleupliketelescopes: thistimeshefoundalittlebottleonit,(‘whichcertainlywasnotherebefore,’saidAlice,) androundtheneckofthebottlewasapaperlabel,withthewords‘DRINKME’beautifullyprintedonitinlargeletters.
Itwasallverywelltosay‘Drinkme,’butthewiselittleAlicewasnotgoingtodothatinahurry. ‘No,I’lllookfirst,’shesaid,‘andseewhetherit’smarked"poison"ornot’; forshehadreadseveralnicelittlehistoriesaboutchildrenwhohadgotburnt,andeatenupbywildbeastsandotherunpleasantthings, allbecausetheywouldnotrememberthesimplerulestheirfriendshadtaughtthem:suchas,thatared-hotpokerwillburnyouifyouholdittoolong; andthatifyoucutyourfingerverydeeplywithaknife,itusuallybleeds; andshehadneverforgottenthat,ifyoudrinkmuchfromabottlemarked‘poison,’itisalmostcertaintodisagreewithyou,soonerorlater.
However,thisbottlewasnotmarked‘poison,’soAliceventuredtotasteit,andfindingitverynice, (ithad,infact,asortofmixedflavourofcherry-tart,custard,pine-apple,roastturkey,toffee,andhotbutteredtoast,)sheverysoonfinisheditoff.
‘Whatacuriousfeeling!’ saidAlice; ‘Imustbeshuttinguplikeatelescope.’
Andsoitwasindeed:shewasnowonlytenincheshigh,andherfacebrightenedupatthethoughtthatshewasnowtherightsizeforgoingthroughthelittledoorintothatlovelygarden.
