`Repeat, “YOU ARE OLD, FATHER WILLIAM,”' said the Caterpillar.   [перевод...]

Alice folded her hands, and began:--   [перевод...]

`You are old, Father William,' the young man said, `And your hair has become very white; And yet you incessantly stand on your head-- Do you think, at your age, it is right?'   [перевод...]

`In my youth,' Father William replied to his son, `I feared it might injure the brain; But, now that I'm perfectly sure I have none, Why, I do it again and again.'   [перевод...]

`You are old,' said the youth, `as I mentioned before, And have grown most uncommonly fat; Yet you turned a back-somersault in at the door-- Pray, what is the reason of that?'   [перевод...]

`In my youth,' said the sage, as he shook his grey locks, `I kept all my limbs very supple By the use of this ointment-- one shilling the box-- Allow me to sell you a couple?'   [перевод...]