Robert Louis Stevenson
I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me, And what can be the use of him is more than I can see. He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head; And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.
The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow— Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow; For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball, And he sometimes gets so little that there’s none of him at all.
Anonymous
Oh, the beautiful snow! We’re all in a glow— Nell, Dolly, and Willie, and Dan; For the primest of fun, When all’s said and done, Is just making a big snow man. Two stones for his eyes Look quite owlishly wise, A hard pinch of snow for his nose; Then a mouth that’s as big As the snout of a pig, And he’ll want an old pipe, I suppose. Then the snow man is done, And to-morrow what fun To make piles of snow cannon all day, And to pelt him with balls Till he totters and falls, And a thaw comes and melts him away.
Lewis Carroll
“And as to being in a fright, Allow me to remark That Ghosts have just as good a right In every way, to fear the light, As Men to fear the dark.”
“No plea,” said I, “can well excuse Such cowardice in you: For Ghosts can visit when they choose, Whereas we Humans ca’n’t refuse To grant the interview.”
He said “A flutter of alarm Is not unnatural, is it? I really feared you meant some harm: But, now I see that you are calm, Let me explain my visit.
“Houses are classed, I beg to state, According to the number Of Ghosts that they accommodate: (The Tenant merely counts as weight, With Coals and other lumber).