Through the Looking-Glass

Author: Lewis Carroll  | Date: 1872


Child of the pure unclouded brow

And dreaming eyes of wonder!

Though time be fleet, and I and thou

Are half a life asunder,

Thy loving smile will surely hail

The love-gift of a fairy-tale.


I have not seen thy sunny face,

Nor heard thy silver laughter:

No thought of me shall find a place

In thy young life’s hereafter-


Enough that now thou wilt not fail

To listen to my fairy-tale.

A tale begun in other days,

When summer suns were glowing-


A simple chime, that served to time

The rhythm of our rowing-

Whose echoes live in memory yet,

Though envious years would say ’forget.’


Come, hearken then, ere voice of dread,

With bitter tidings laden,

Shall summon to unwelcome bed

A melancholy maiden!

We are but order children, dear,


Who fret to find our bedtime near.

Without, the frost, the blinding snow,

The storm-wind’s moody madness-

Within, the firelight’s ruddy glow,


And childhood’s nest of gladness.

The magic words shall hold thee fast:

Thou shalt not heed the raving blast.

And, though the shadow of a sigh


May tremble through the story,

For ’happy summer days’ gone by,

And vanish’d summer glory-

It shall not touch, with breath of bale,

The pleasance, of our fairy-tale.


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Chicago: Lewis Carroll, "Through the Looking-Glass," Through the Looking-Glass Original Sources, accessed May 23, 2024,

MLA: Carroll, Lewis. "Through the Looking-Glass." Through the Looking-Glass, Original Sources. 23 May. 2024.

Harvard: Carroll, L, 'Through the Looking-Glass' in Through the Looking-Glass. Original Sources, retrieved 23 May 2024, from