And place is always and only place
And what is actual is actual only for one time
And only for one place.
- Ts Elliot
BOAT, beneath a sunny sky - Lingering onward dreamily
- In an evening of July--
- Children three that nestle near,
- Eager eye and willing ear,
- Pleased a simple tale to hear--
- Long has paled that sunny sky;
- Echoes fade and memories die;
- Autumn frosts have slain July.
- Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
- Alice moving under skies
- Never seen by waking eyes.
- Children yet, the tale to hear,
- Eager eye and willing ear,
- Lovingly shall nestle near.
- In a Wonderland they lie,
- Dreaming as the days go by,
- Dreaming as the summers die;
- Ever drifting down the stream--
- Lingering in the golden gleam--
- Life, what is it but a dream?
- - L. Carroll
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