Phantasmagoria and Early Verses by Lewis Carroll

By Lewis Carroll, AB Frost and Caio Riter

From the same author of "Alice in Wonderland".
Get ready to read the longest poem by Lewis Carroll and to enjoy the first verses created by him at the age of 13 to entertain his younger siblings. "Phantasmagoria" is a comedic and poetic conversation between a ghost and the homeowner, in which, amidst various subjects, the specter presents the behavioral rules of ghosts. In the second part, Carroll engages with various everyday issues such as sibling conflicts, matters of conscience, procrastination, fears, and more, often presenting a humorous moral. These are musical, lighthearted, and sarcastic poems from the writer considered the foremost author of global children's and young adult literature.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Editora Piu
• Release date: Aug 24, 2023
• ISBN: 9786589241294

Lewis Carroll

Lewis Carroll (1832-1898) was an English children’s writer. Born in Cheshire to a family of prominent Anglican clergymen, Carroll—the pen name of Charles Dodgson—suffered from a stammer and pulmonary issues from a young age. Confined to his home frequently as a boy, he wrote poems and stories to pass the time, finding publication in local and national magazines by the time he was in his early twenties. After graduating from the University of Oxford in 1854, he took a position as a mathematics lecturer at Christ Church, which he would hold for the next three decades. In 1865, he published Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, masterpiece of children’s literature that earned him a reputation as a leading fantasist of the Victorian era. Followed by Through the Looking-Glass, and What Alice Found There (1871), Carroll’s creation has influenced generations of readers, both children and adults alike, and has been adapted countless times for theater, film, and television. Carroll is also known for his nonsense poetry, including The Hunting of the Snark (1876) and “Jabberwocky.”

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PART 1

PHANTASMAGORIA

{ CANTO I }

THE TRYSTYNG

We can see an antique-looking chair. Hidden behind it, with its head leaned right, a phantom is seen with wide-open eyes and spiky hair.

One winter night, at half-past nine,

Cold, tired, and cross, and muddy,

I had come home, too late to dine,

And supper, with cigars and wine,

Was waiting in the study.

There was a strangeness in the room,

And Something white and wavy

Was standing near me in the gloom—

I took it for the carpet-broom

Left by that careless slavey.

But presently the Thing began

To shiver and to sneeze:

On which I said "Come, come, my man!

That’s a most inconsiderate plan.

Less noise there, if you please!"

I’ve caught a cold, the Thing replies,

Out there upon the landing.

I turned to look in some surprise,

And there, before my very eyes,

A little Ghost was standing!

We can see an antique-looking chair turned upside down. Hidden behind it, with its head leaned left, a white phantom is seen with wide-open eyes and spiky hair.

He trembled when he caught my