Epilogue to Through the Looking Glass
A boat, beneath a sunny skyLingering onward dreamilyIn an evening of July --Children three that nestle near,Eager eye and willing earPleased a simple tale to hear --Long has paled that sunny sky:Echoes fade and memories die:Autumn frosts have slain July.Still she haunts me, phantomwiseAlice moving under skiesNever seen by waking eyes.Children yet, the tale to hear,Eager eye and willing ear,Lovingly shall nestle near.In a Wonderland they lie,Dreaming as the days go by,Dreaming as the summers die:Ever drifting down the stream --Lingering in the golden gleam --Life what is it but a dream?~Lewis Carroll
