Alice Through The Looking-Glass

Illustrated children's book by Lewis Carroll - online version

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So the boat was left to drift down the stream as it would, till it glided gently in among the waving rushes. And then the little sleeves were carefully rolled up, and the little arms were plunged in elbow-deep, to get hold of the rushes a good long
way down before breaking them off------and for a
while Alice forgot all about the Sheep and the knitting, as she bent over the side of the boat, with just the ends of her tangled hair dipping
into the water------while with bright eager eyes
she caught at one bunch after another of the darl­ing scented rushes.
" I only hope the boat won't tipple over! " she said to herself. " Oh, what a lovely one ! Only I couldn't quite reach it." And it certainly did seem a little provoking (" almost as if it happened on purpose," she thought) that, though she man­aged to pick plenty of beautiful rushes as the boat glided by, there was always a more lovely one that she couldn't reach.
" The prettiest are always further ! " she said at last, with a sigh at the obstinacy of the rushes in growing so far off, as, with flushed cheeks and dripping hair and hands, she scrambled back into her place, and began to arrange her new-found treasures.
What mattered it to her just then that the rushes had begun to fade, and to lose all their