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IThere was an ancient City, stricken downWith a strange frenzy, and for many a dayThey paced from morn to eve the crowded town,And danced the night away. I asked the cause: the aged man grew sad:They pointed to a building…
They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care;They pursued it with forks and hope;They threatened its life with a railway-share;They charmed it with smiles and soap.They shuddered to think that the chase might fail,And the Beaver, excited at…
They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care;They pursued it with forks and hope;They threatened its life with a railway-share;They charmed it with smiles and soap.And the Banker, inspired with a courage so newIt was matter for general…
They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care;They pursued it with forks and hope;They threatened its life with a railway-share;They charmed it with smiles and soap.But the Barrister, weary of proving in vainThat the Beaver’s lace-making was wrong,Fell…
They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care;They pursued it with forks and hope;They threatened its life with a railway-share;They charmed it with smiles and soap. Then the Butcher contrived an ingenious planFor making a separate sally;And fixed…
The Bellman looked uffish, and wrinkled his brow.“If only you’d spoken before!It’s excessively awkward to mention it now,With the Snark, so to speak, at the door!“We should all of us grieve, as you well may believe,If you never were met…
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…
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,The moment one looked in his face!He had bought a large map representing the sea,Without the least…
The Landing“Just the place for a Snark!” the Bellman cried,As he landed his crew with care;Supporting each man on the top of the tideBy a finger entwined in his hair.“Just the place for a Snark! I have said it twice:That…
Blow, blow your trumpets till they crack,Ye little men of little souls!And bid them huddle at your back—Gold-sucking leeches, shoals on shoals! Fill all the air with hungry wails—“Reward us, ere we think or write!Without your Gold mere Knowledge failsTo sate…