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- There was a book lying near Alice on the table, and while she sat
- watching the White King (for she was still a little anxious about him,
- and had the ink all ready to throw over him, in case he fainted again),
- she turned over the leaves, to find some part that she could read,
- “—for it’s all in some language I don’t know,” she said to herself.
- It was like this.
- .YKCOWREBBAJ
- sevot yhtils eht dna, gillirb sawT’
- ebaw eht ni elbmig dna eryg diD
- ,sevogorob eht erew ysmim llA
- .ebargtuo shtar emom eht dnA
- She puzzled over this for some time, but at last a bright thought
- struck her. “Why, it’s a Looking-glass book, of course! And if I hold
- it up to a glass, the words will all go the right way again.”
- This was the poem that Alice read.
- JABBERWOCKY.
- ’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 Jabberwock, my son!
- The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
- Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
- The frumious Bandersnatch!”
- Through the Looking-Glass, and What Alice Found There, Chapter 1 - Looking-Glass House
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