Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.


Through the Looking-Glass (1872) ch. 1

Lewis Carroll Quotes

Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!' He chortled in his joy.

Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!' He chortled in his joy.

Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!' He chortled in his joy.

Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!' He chortled in his joy.