Sunday, August 24, 2008

rofl on a sunday noon

Alice in wonderland can be a real treat to the senses.. some excerpt

'And only one for birthday presents, you know. There's glory for you!'
'I don't know what you mean by "glory",' Alice said.
Humpty Dumpty smiled contemptously. 'Of course you don't - till I tell you. I meant "there's a nice knock-down argument for you!" '
'But "glory" doesn't mean "a knock-down argument" ', Alice objected.
'When I use a word', Humpty Dumpty said in a rather scornful tone, 'it means just what I choose it to mean - neither more nor less'.
'The question is', said Alice, 'whether you can make words mean so many different things.'
'The question is,' said Humpty Dumpty, 'which is to be master - that's all.'

Alice was too much puzzled to say anything, so after a minute Humpty Dumpty began again. 'They've a temper, some of them - particularly verbs, they're the proudest - adjectives you can do anything with, but not verbs - however I can manage the whole lot of them! Impenetrability! That's what I say!'
'Would you tell me, please', said Alice, 'what that means?'.
'Now you talk like a reasonable child,' said Humpty Dumpty. 'I meant by "impenetrability" that we've had enough of that subject, and it would be just as well if you'd mention what you mean to do next, as I suppose you don't mean to stop here all the rest of your life.'
'That's a great deal to make one word mean', Alice said in a thoughful tone.
'When I make a word do a lot of work like that,' said Humpty Dumpty, 'I always pay it extra.'

some more Carroll

from the Complete Works of Lewis Carroll.

how doth the little crocodile
improve his shining tail,
and pour the waters of the nile
on every golden scale!

how cheerfully he seems to grin,
how neaty spread his claws,
and welcome little fishes in,
with gently smiling jaws!


the sun was shining on the sea,
shining with all his might:
he did his very best to make
the billows smooth and bright --
and this was odd, because it was
the middle of the night

the moon was shining sulkily,
because she thought the sun
had got no business to be there
after the day was done --
"it's very rude of him", she said,
"to come and spoil the fun!"


in winter when the fields are white
i sing this song for your delight --

in spring, when the woods are getting green,
i'll try and tell you what i mean.

in summer, when the days are long,
perhaps you'll understan the song:

in autumn, when the leaves are brown,
take pen and ink, and write it down.


i have a fairy by my side
which says i must not sleep,
when once in pain i loudly cried
it said "you must not weep".

it, full of mirth, i smile and grin,
it says "you must not laugh";
when once i wished to drink some gin
it said "you must not quaff".

when once a meal i wished to taste
it said "you must not bite";
when to the wars i went in haste
it said "you must not fight".

"what may i do?" at length i cried
tired of the painful task.
the fairy quietly replied
and said "you must not ask"

- Lewis Carroll's My Fairy.