Lewis Carroll,
The Nursery "Alice"
“ It is a pleasure very near to sadness, bringing tears to one’s eyes like a beautiful [59] picture or poem. And is not that a Mother’s gentle hand that undraws your curtains, and a Mother’s sweet voice that summons you to rise? To rise and forget, in the bright sunlight, the ugly dreams that frightened you so when all was dark——to rise and enjoy another happy day, first kneeling to thank that unseen Friend who sends you the beautiful sun?Are these strange words from a writer of such tales as “Alice”? ”

