Autumn frosts have slain July.
Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes.
Children yet, the tale to hear,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Lovingly shall nestle near.
In a Wonderland they lie,
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summers die:
Ever drifting down the stream —
Lingering in the golden gleam —
Life, what is it but a dream?
Carroll is questioning life and making it seem as if it is all just a dream. It seems like he may not know the true meaning of life. This may tie into many of the different conspiracy theories that are floating around. Carroll tends to write in a satirical style, often poking fun at typical social convention. This is definitely a example of him poking fun at typical social convention.
A Boat Beneath a Sunny Sky