A Victorian anthology, 1837-1595
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THE LAND OF WONDER-WANDER "
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( " LEWIS CARROLL " )
JABBERWOCKY
T WAS brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe ;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
" Beware the Jabberwock, my son !
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch !
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shim
The frumious Bandersnatch ! "
He took his vorpal sword in hand :
Long time the manxome foe he sought
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came !
One, two ! One, two ! And through and
through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack !
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
" And hast thou slain the Jabberwock ?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy !
(3 frabjous day ! Callooh ! Callay 1 "
He chortled in his joy.
' T was brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe ;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
FROM " THE HUNTING OF THE
SNARK " ;
THE BAKER ' S TALE
THEY rous ' d him with muffins they
rous ' d him with ice
They rous ' d him with mustard and
cress
They rous ' d him with jam and judicious
advice
They set him conundrums to guess.
When at length he sat up and was able
speak,
His sad story he offer ' d to tell ;
And the Bellman cried " Silence ! Ne
even a shriek ! "
And excitedly tingled his bell.
There was silence supreme ! Not a shriek s j|
not a scream,
Scarcely even a howl or a groan,
As the man they call ' d " Ho ! " told his
story of woe
In an antediluvian tone.
" My father and mother were honest, ||
though poor "
" Skip all that ! " cried the Bellman in
haste.
" If it once becomes dark, there ' s no chance
of a Snark
We have hardly a minute to waste ! "
" I skip forty years, " said the Baker, in tears,
" And proceed without further remark
To the day when you took me aboard of
your ship
To help you in hunting the Snark.
" A dear uncle of mine (after whom I was
nam ' d)
Remark ' d, when I bade him farewell "
" Oh, skip your dear uncle ! " the Bellman
exclaim ' d,
As he angrily tingled his bell.
" He remark ' d to me then, " said that mild-
est of men,
" ' If your Snark be a Snark, that is
right :
Fetch it home by all means you may
serve it with greens.
And it ' s handy for striking a light.
" ' You may seek it with thimbles and
seek it with care ;
You may hunt it with forks and hope ;
You may threaten its life with a railway-
share ;
You may charm it with smiles and
soap ' "
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