Week 10-We only part to meet again!

So she sat on, with closed eyes, and half believed herself in Wonderland, though she knew she had but to open them again,and all would change to dull reality--the grass would be onlyrustling in the wind, and the pool rippling to the waving of the reeds--the rattling teacups would change to tinkling sheepbells, and the Queen’s shrill cries to the voice of the shepherd boy--and the sneeze of the baby, the shriek of the Gryphon, and all thy other queer noises, would change (she knew) to the confused clamour of the busy farm-yard--while the lowing of the cattle in the distance would take the place of the Mock Turtle’s heavy sobs.
 

Lewis Carroll in Alice's Adventures in Wonderland