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the Internet. This edition of The Hunting of the Snark came about as a test vehi- The pictures in the original Hunting were drawn by Henry Holiday and except. The Hunting of the Snark. By Lewis Carroll. Fit the First. The Landing. "Just the place for a Snark!" the Bellman cried,. As he landed his crew with care;. Illustrated by Henry Holiday, The Hunting of the Snark (An Agony in 8 Fits) is typically categorized as a nonsense poem. The poem borrows the setting, some.


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Free site book and epub digitized and proofread by Project Gutenberg. In Lewis Carroll published by far his longest poem – a fantastical epic tale recounting the adventures of a bizarre troupe of nine. nized the title of this address as a quotation hunting a Snark known as must now be informed that the hunting party in- his Snark also proved to be a Boojum.

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The Hunting of the Snark: An Agony in Eight Fits by Lewis Carroll

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More info Accept and close. There was also a Beaver, that paced on the deck,. And had often the Bellman said saved them from wreck,. There was one who was famed for the number of things. His umbrella, his watch, all his jewels and rings,. And the clothes he had bought for the trip. He had forty-two boxes, all carefully packed,. The loss of his clothes hardly mattered, because.

With three pair of boots—but the worst of it was,. He would answer to "Hi!

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To "What-you-may-call-um! While, for those who preferred a more forcible word,. His intimate friends called him "Candle-ends,". And that, after all,.

The Hunting of the Snark

Is the thing that one needs with a Snark. And he once went a walk, paw-in-paw, with a bear,.

He came as a Baker: He could only bake Bride-cake—for which, I may state,. The last of the crew needs especial remark,. He had just one idea—but, that one being "Snark,". He came as a Butcher: He could only kill Beavers.

The Bellman looked scared,. But at length he explained, in a tremulous tone,. The Beaver, who happened to hear the remark,. That not even the rapture of hunting the Snark. It strongly advised that the Butcher should be.

But the Bellman declared that would never agree. With the plans he had made for the trip: And he feared he must really decline, for his part,. The Beaver's best course was, no doubt, to procure.

So the Baker advised it—and next, to insure. This the Banker suggested, and offered for hire. Fit the Second.

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The Bellman's Speech. The Bellman himself they all praised to the skies—. Such a carriage, such ease and such grace! Such solemnity, too! One could see he was wise,. He had bought a large map representing the sea,. And the crew were much pleased when they found it to be. So the Bellman would cry: But we've got our brave Captain to thank.

So the crew would protest "that he's bought us the best—. This was charming, no doubt; but they shortly found out.

Had only one notion for crossing the ocean,. He was thoughtful and grave—but the orders he gave. When he cried "Steer to starboard, but keep her head larboard! Then the bowsprit got mixed with the rudder sometimes: That frequently happens in tropical climes,. When a vessel is, so to speak, "snarked. But the principal failing occurred in the sailing,. And the Bellman, perplexed and distressed,. Said he had hoped, at least, when the wind blew due East,.

That the ship would not travel due West! But the danger was past—they had landed at last,. With their boxes, portmanteaus, and bags: Yet at first sight the crew were not pleased with the view,. The Bellman perceived that their spirits were low,. Some jokes he had kept for a season of woe—. But the crew would do nothing but groan. He served out some grog with a liberal hand,. And they could not but own that their Captain looked grand,. They were all of them fond of quotations: So they drank to his health, and they gave him three cheers,.

While he served out additional rations. But never as yet 'tis your Captain who speaks.

Have we caught the least glimpse of a Snark! But a Snark, on the which we might lovingly gaze,. The first is the taste,. Like a coat that is rather too tight in the waist,. That it frequently breakfasts at five-o'clock tea,. It will sigh like a thing that is deeply distressed: And believes that they add to the beauty of scenes—.

It next will be right. Distinguishing those that have feathers, and bite,. From those that have whiskers, and scratch.

Some are Boojums—" The Bellman broke off in alarm,. Fit the Third. They roused him with muffins—they roused him with ice—. They roused him with jam and judicious advice—. When at length he sat up and was able to speak,. And the Bellman cried "Silence! Not even a shriek!

There was silence supreme! Not a shriek, not a scream,. As the man they called "Ho! To the day when you took me aboard of your ship. Fetch it home by all means—you may serve it with greens,.

The Hunting of the Snark by Lewis Carroll

He served out some grog with a liberal hand, And bade them sit down on the beach: And they could not but own that their Captain looked grand, As he stood and delivered his speech.

The first is the taste, Which is meagre and hollow, but crisp: Like a coat that is rather too tight in the waist, With a flavour of Will-o'-the-wisp. Should you happen to venture on one, It will sigh like a thing that is deeply distressed: And it always looks grave at a pun. It next will be right To describe each particular batch: Distinguishing those that have feathers, and bite, From those that have whiskers, and scratch. Fit the Third They roused him with muffins—they roused him with ice— They roused him with mustard and cress— They roused him with jam and judicious advice— They set him conundrums to guess.

When at length he sat up and was able to speak, His sad story he offered to tell; And the Bellman cried "Silence! Not even a shriek! There was silence supreme! Not a shriek, not a scream, Scarcely even a howl or a groan, As the man they called "Ho! For then You will softly and suddenly vanish away, And never be met with again! And the Baker replied "Let me say it once more. It is this, it is this that I dread!

It's excessively awkward to mention it now, With the Snark, so to speak, at the door! But the Snark is at hand, let me tell you again!See All Poems by this Author.

Like a coat that is rather too tight in the waist,. Distinguishing those that have feathers, and bite,.

They roused him with muffins—they roused him with ice—. Bring me paper and ink, The best there is time to procure.