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some poetry repeated to me, much easier than that, by------Tweedledee, I think it was."
"As to poetry, you know," said Humpty Dumpty, stretching out one of his great hands, " I can repeat poetry as well as other folk, if it comes to that------"
" Oh, it needn't come to that! " Alice hastily ^ said, hoping to keep him from beginning.
"The piece I'm going to repeat," he went on without noticing her remark, " was written entirely for your amusement."
Alice felt that in that case she really ought to listen to it, so she sat down, and said " Thank you " rather sadly.
"In winter, when the fields are white, I sing this song for your delight------
only I don't sing it," he added, as an explanation.
" I see you don't," said Alice.
"If you can see whether I'm singing or not, you've sharper eyes than most," Humpty Dumpty remarked severely. Alice was silent.
" In spring, when woods are getting green, I'll try and tell you what I mean."
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" Thank you very much," said Alice. |
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