But I Was Thinking Of A Way

The Further Off From England The Nearer Is To France- Then Turn Not Pale, Beloved Snail, But Come And Join The Dance.

Still She Haunts Me, Phantomwise, Alice Moving Under Skies Never Seen By Waking Eyes.

Where Do You Come From? And Where Are You Going? Look Up, Speak Nicely, And Don't Twiddle Your Fingers All The Time.

Twenty Thousand Thieves Landed At Hastings. These Founders Of The House Of Lords Were Greedy And Ferocious Dragoons, Sons Of Greedy And Ferocious Pirates... Such, However, Is The Illusion Of Antiquity And Wealth, That Decent And Dignified Men Now Existing, Boast Their Descent From These Filthy Thieves, Who Showed A Far Juster Conviction Of Their Own Merits, By Assuming For Their Types The Swine, Goat, Jackal, Leopard, Wolf, And Snake, Which They Severally Resembled.

It's A Great Huge Game Of Chess That's Being Played--all Over The World--if This Is The World At All, You Know. Oh, What Fun It Is! How I Wish I Was One Of Them! I Wouldn't Mind Being A Pawn, If Only I Might Join--though Of Course I Should Like To Be A Queen, Best.