`You are sad,' the Knight said in an anxious tone: `let me sing you a
song to comfort you.'
`Is it very long?' Alice asked, for she had heard a good deal of poetry
that day.
`It's long,' said the Knight, `but very, VERY beautiful. Everybody that
hears me sing it -- either it brings the TEARS into their eyes, or else
-- '
`Or else what?' said Alice, for the Knight had made a sudden pause.
`Or else it doesn't, you know. The name of the song is called "HADDOCKS'
EYES."'
`Oh, that's the name of the song, is it?' Alice said, trying to feel
interested.
`No, you don't understand,' the Knight said, looking a little vexed.
`That's what the name is CALLED. The name really IS "THE AGED AGED MAN."'
`Then I ought to have said "That's what the SONG is called"?' Alice
corrected herself.
`No, you oughtn't: that's quite another thing! The SONG is called "WAYS
AND MEANS": but that's only what it's CALLED, you know!'
`Well, what IS the song, then?' said Alice, who was by this time
completely bewildered.
`I was coming to that,' the Knight said. `The song really IS "A-SITTING
ON A GATE": and the tune's my own invention.'
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