(Im Inneren des Festsaals)
"Do you know, I've had such a quantity of poetry
Repeated to me to-day,"
Alice began, (...) "and it's a very curious thing,
I think - every poem was
about fishes in some way.
Do you know why they're so fond of fishes,
all about here?"
She spoke to the Red Queen,
Whose answer was a little wide of the mark.
"As to fishes," she said (...),
"Her White Majesty knows a lovely riddle - all in poetry -
All about fishes. Shall she repeat it?"
(...) "Please do," Alice said very politely.
The White Queen laughed with delight,
And stroked Alice's cheek.
Then she began:
"Do you know, I've had such a quantity of poetry
Repeated to me to-day,"
Alice began, (...) "and it's a very curious thing,
I think - every poem was
about fishes in some way.
Do you know why they're so fond of fishes,
all about here?"
She spoke to the Red Queen,
Whose answer was a little wide of the mark.
"As to fishes," she said (...),
"Her White Majesty knows a lovely riddle - all in poetry -
All about fishes. Shall she repeat it?"
(...) "Please do," Alice said very politely.
The White Queen laughed with delight,
And stroked Alice's cheek.
Then she began: