\'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. \"Beware

CÎNTUL I- Întilnirea Tîrzie era seara de ianuar... Sleit, la cină-ntîrziat, năuc De foame, nevricos, murdar Acasă ajungeam. Cu un pahar De vin

JABBERWOCKY Lewis Carroll (from Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There, 1872) `Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and

\'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. \"Beware the

The sun was shining on the sea, Shining with all his might: He did his very best to make The billows smooth and bright-- And this was

The sun was shining on the sea, Shining with all his might: He did his very best to make The billows smooth and bright-- And this was