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note on 2010/3/18: Thanks to Mr. J M Sykes for correcting my typos, 'ladness' --> 'gladness'

The Nursery "Alice"

Table of Contents

Preface

I.   THE WHITE RABBIT.
II.   HOW ALICE GREW TALL.
III.   THE POOL OF TEARS.
IV.   THE CAUCUS-RACE.
V.   BILL, THE LIZARD.
VI.   THE DEAR LITTLE PUPPY.
VII.   THE BLUE CATERPILLAR.
VIII.   THE PIG-BABY.
IX.   THE CHESHIRE-CAT.
X.   THE MAD TEA-PARTY.
XI.   THE QUEEN'S GARDEN.
XII.   THE LOBSTER-QUADRILLE.
XIII.   WHO STOLE THE TARTS.
XIV   THE SHOWER OF CARDS.

AN EASTER GREETING
CHRISTMAS GREETINGS.
THE    NURSERY    “ALICE.”

A   Nursery  “Darling.”


                   A  Mother's  breast :
Safe  refuge  from  her  childish  fears,
From  childish  troubles,  childish  tears,
Mists  that  enshroud  her  dawning  years !
See  how  in  sleep  she  seems  to  sing
A  voiceless  psalm—an  offering
Raised,  to  the  glory  of  her  King,
        In Love :  for  Love  is  Rest.


                   A  Darling's  kiss :
Dearest  of  all  the  signs  that  fleet
From  lips  that  lovingly  repeat
Again,  again,  their  message  sweet !
Full  to  the  brim  with  girlish  glee,
A  child,  a  very  child  is  she,
Whose  dream  of  Heaven  is  still  to  be
      At Home :  for  Home  is  Bliss.

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P R E F A C E.

(ADDRESSED  TO  ANY  MOTHER.)

I  HAVE  reason  to  believe  that  “Alice’s  Adventures  in  Wonderland”  has  been  read  by  some  hundreds  of  English  Children,  aged  from  Five  to  Fifteen :  also  by  Children,  aged  from  Fifteen  to  Twenty-five :  yet  again  by  Children,  aged  from  Twenty-five  to  Thirty-five :  and  even  by  Children—for  there  are  such—Children  in  whom  no  waning  of  health  and  strength,  no  weariness  of  the  solemn  mockery,  and  the  gaudy  glitter,  and  the  hopeliss  misery,  of  Life  has  availed  to  parch  the  pure  fountain  of  joy  that  wells  up  in  all  child-like  hearts—Children  of  a  “certain”  age,  whose  tale  of  years  must  be  left  untold,  and  buried  in  respectful  silence.

And  my  ambition  now  is  (is  it  a  vain  one ?)  to  be  read  by  Children  aged  from  Nought  to  Five.   To  be  read ?   Nay,  not  so !   Say  rather  to  be  thumbled,  to  be  cooed  over,  to  be  dogs’-eared,  to  be  rumpled,  to  be  kissed,  by  the  illiterate,  ungrammatical,  dimpled  Darlings,  that  fill  your  Nursery  with  merry  uproar,  and  your  inmost  heart  of  hearts  with  a  restful  gladness !

Such,  for  instance,  as  a  child  I  once  knew,  who—having  been  carefully  instructed  that  one  of  any  earthly  thing  was  enough  for  any  little  girl ;  and  that  to  ask  for  two  buns,  two  oranges,  two  of  anything,  would  certainly  bring  upon  her  the  awful  charge  of  being  “greedy”—was  found  one  morning  sitting  up  in  bed,  solemnly  regarding  her  two  little  naked  feet,  and  murmuring  to  herself,  softly  and  penitently,  “deedy !”

    Easter-tide,  1890.

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