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Кэрролл, Льюис = Lewis Carroll

Алиса в Стране чудес = Alice's Adventures in Wonderland

Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland

All in the golden afternoonFull leisurely we glide;For both our oars, with little skill,By little arms are plied,While little hands make vain pretenceOur wanderings to guide.Ah, cruel Three! In such an hourBeneath such dreamy weather,To beg a tale of breath too weakTo stir the tiniest feather!Yet what can one poor voice availAgainst three tongues together?Imperious Prima flashes forthHer edict ‘to begin it’:In gentler tones Secunda hopes‘There will be nonsense in it!’While Tertia interrupts the taleNot more than once a minute.Anon, to sudden silence won,In fancy they pursueThe dreamchild moving through a landOf wonders wild and new,In friendly chat with bird or beast —And half believe it true.And ever, as the story drainedThe wells of fancy dry,And faintly strove that weary oneTo put the subject by,‘The rest next time – ’ ‘It is next time!’The happy voices cry.Thus grew the tale of Wonderland:Thus slowly, one by one,Its quaint events were hammered out —And now the tale is done,And home we steer, a merry crew,Beneath the setting sun.Alice! A childish story take,And with a gentle hand,Lay it where Childhood’s dreams are twinedIn Memory’s mystic band,Like pilgrim’s wither’d wreath of flowersPlucked in a far off land.

Chapter I

Down the Rabbit-Hole

Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, ‘and what is the use of a book,’ thought Alice ‘without pictures or conversation?’

So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisychain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.

There was nothing so VERY remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so VERY much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, ‘Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!’ (when she thought it over afterwards, it occurred to her that she ought to have wondered at this, but at the time it all seemed quite natural); but when the Rabbit actually TOOK A WATCH OUT OF ITS WAISTCOATPOCKET, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoatpocket, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbithole under the hedge.

In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.

The rabbithole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down a very deep well.