. Through the looking glass and what Alice found there . /*^HILD of the pure, unclouded brow And dreaming eyes of wonder!Though time be fleet, and I and thou Are half a life asunder,Thy loving smile will surely hailThe love-gift of a fairy-tale. I have not seen thy sunny face,Nor heard thy silver laughter: No thought of me shall find a placeIn thy young lifes hereafter— Enough that now thou wilt not fail To listen to my fairy-tale. A tale begun in other days, When summer suns were glowing— A simple chime, that served to timeThe rhythm of our rowing— Whose echoes live in memory yet, Though envi

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. Through the looking glass and what Alice found there . /*^HILD of the pure, unclouded brow And dreaming eyes of wonder!Though time be fleet, and I and thou Are half a life asunder,Thy loving smile will surely hailThe love-gift of a fairy-tale. I have not seen thy sunny face,Nor heard thy silver laughter: No thought of me shall find a placeIn thy young lifes hereafter— Enough that now thou wilt not fail To listen to my fairy-tale. A tale begun in other days, When summer suns were glowing— A simple chime, that served to timeThe rhythm of our rowing— Whose echoes live in memory yet, Though envious years would say

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