Thy loving smile will surely hail The love-gift of a fairy tale.

Twinkle, twinkle little bat How I wonder what you're at! Up above the world you fly, Like a tea-tray in the sky.

'Have some wine,' the March Hare said in an encouraging tone. Alice looked around the table, but there was nothing on it but tea. 'I don't see any wine,' she remarked. 'There isn't any,' said the March Hare.

Reeling and Writhing of course, to begin with,' the Mock Turtle replied, 'and the different branches of arithmetic-ambition, distraction, uglification, and derision.

My beloved friend - one of the most unique and charming personalities of our time.

Ill try the whole cause, and condemn you to death.

If it had grown up, it would have made a dreadfully ugly child; but it makes rather a handsome pig, I think.