Through the Looking Glass, Lewis Carroll [the top 100 crime novels of all time TXT] 📗

She puzzled over this for some time, but at last a brightthought struck her. 'Why, it's a Looking-glass book, of course!And if I hold it up to a glass, the words will all go the rightway again.'

This was the poem that Alice read.

JABBERWOCKY

'Twas brillig, and the slithy tovesDid gyre and gimble in the wabe;All mimsy were the borogoves,And the mome raths outgrabe.

'Beware the Jabberwock, my son!The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!Beware the Jubjub bird, and shunThe frumious Bandersnatch!'

He took his vorpal sword in hand:Long time the manxome foe he sought--So rested he by the Tumtum tree,And stood awhile in thought.

And as in uffish thought he stood,The Jabberwock, with