Lewis Carroll (Льюис Кэрролл)

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I never loved a dear Gazelle--
Nor anything that cost me much:
High prices profit those who sell,
But why should I be fond of such?
To glad me with his soft black eye
My son comes trotting home from school;
He's had a fight but can't tell why--
He always was a little fool!

But, when he came to know me well,
He kicked me out, her testy Sire:
And when I stained my hair, that Belle
Might note the change and this admire

And love me, it was sure to dye
A muddy green, or staring blue:
Whilst one might trace, with half an eye,
The still triumphant carrot through.

1. Охота на Снарка. Трали-Врали в Восьми Финтах. Финт Шестой. Сон Балабола • The Hunting of the Snark. Fit the Sixth. The Barrister’s Dream
2. Охота на Снарка. Трали-Врали в Восьми Финтах. Финт Третий. Что сказал Булочник • The Hunting of the Snark. Fit the Third. The Bayker’s Tale
3. Охота на Снарка. Трали-Врали в Восьми Финтах. Финт Пятый. Бобёр-ученик • The Hunting of the Snark. Fit the Fifth. The Beaver’s Lesson
4. Охота на Снарка. Трали-Врали в Восьми Финтах. Финт Второй. Речь Балабана • The Hunting of the Snark. Fit the Second. The Bellman’s Speech
5. Охота на Снарка. Трали-Врали в Восьми Финтах. Финт Седьмой. Участь Банкира • The Hunting of the Snark. Fit the Seventh. The Banker’s Fate

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