Lewis Carroll

PHANTASMAGORIA AND OTHER POEMS
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I.

 There was an ancient City, stricken down
 With a strange frenzy, and for many a day
 They paced from morn to eve the crowded town,
 And danced the night away.
 
 I asked the cause: the aged man grew sad:
 They pointed to a building gray and tall,
 And hoarsely answered “Step inside, my lad,
 And then you’ll see it all.”
 
 * * * *
 
 Yet what are all such gaieties to me
 Whose thoughts are full of indices and surds?
 
 x*x + 7x + 53 = 11/3
 
 But something whispered “It will soon be done:
 Bands cannot always play, nor ladies smile:
 Endure with patience the distasteful fun
 For just a little while!”
 
 A change came o’er my Vision - it was night:
 We clove a pathway through a frantic throng:
 The steeds, wild-plunging, filled us with affright:
 The chariots whirled along.
 
 Within a marble hall a river ran -
 A living tide, half muslin and half cloth:
 And here one mourned a broken wreath or fan,
 Yet swallowed down her wrath;
 
 And here one offered to a thirsty fair
 (His words half-drowned amid those thunders tuneful)
 Some frozen viand (there were many there),
 A tooth-ache in each spoonful.
 
 There comes a happy pause, for human strength
 Will not endure to dance without cessation;
 And every one must reach the point at length
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