And my heart is like nothing so much as a bowl
Brimming over with quivering curds!


The Hunting of the Snark: An Agony, in Eight Fits (ed. 1876)


And my heart is like nothing so much as a bowl Brimming over with quivering curds!

And my heart is like nothing so much as a bowl Brimming over with quivering curds!

And my heart is like nothing so much as a bowl Brimming over with quivering curds!

And my heart is like nothing so much as a bowl Brimming over with quivering curds!