Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
did gyre and gimble in the wabe.
All mimsy were the borogoves,
and the mome wraths outgrabe.
I've had that first verse of Jabberwocky memorized for many years. Reading Alice started my love of nonsense.
Ditto!
Alice in Wonderland was my favorite as a kid -- my mother would read it to me, and even read a chapter or two to me after I grew old enough to read it by myself.
However, as a child, I interpreted things
very literally. I remember insisting that she read
Alice to me once again so that I could listen very carefully to the times the phrase "her eye fell upon..." occurred. When it happened for the 3rd time, I pounced on the obvious error, since Alice was
already blind after she had lost her 2 eyes, and surely had no eye remaining to fall upon a small key or a box or anything else...
