Transparency, Snapshot

Father Thames

Mad Landscape

This England

Fisherman's Hut

Once, said the Mock Turtle at last, with a deep sigh, I was a real turtle.'

Yet you turned a back- somersault in at the door - Pray, what is the reason of that?'

And yet you incessantly stand on your head- Do you think, at your age, it is right?'

The Duchess was sitting on a three-legged stool in the middle, nursing a baby...

Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose- what made you so awfully clever?'

Yet you finished the goose, with the bones and the beak - Pray, how did you manage to do it?'

Look up, speak nicely, and don't twiddle your fingers all the time...'

O Tiger-lily ...