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Lewis Carroll: Echoes

Updated February 28, 2017 | Infoplease Staff

Echoes

Lady Clara Vere de Vere
Was eight years old, she said:
Every ringlet, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden thread.
She took her little porringer:
Of me she shall not win renown:
For the baseness of its nature shall have strength to drag her down.
?Sisters and brothers, little Maid?
There stands the Inspector at thy door:
Like a dog, he hunts for boys who know not two and two are four.?
?Kind words are more than coronets,?
She said, and wondering looked at me:
?It is the dead unhappy night, and I must hurry home to tea.?
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