The Hunting of the Snark eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 24 pages of information about The Hunting of the Snark.

The Hunting of the Snark eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 24 pages of information about The Hunting of the Snark.

Then the Snark pronounced sentence, the Judge being quite
     Too nervous to utter a word: 
When it rose to its feet, there was silence like night,
     And the fall of a pin might be heard.

“Transportation for life” was the sentence it gave,
     “And then to be fined forty pound.” 
The Jury all cheered, though the Judge said he feared
     That the phrase was not legally sound.

But their wild exultation was suddenly checked
     When the jailer informed them, with tears,
Such a sentence would have not the slightest effect,
     As the pig had been dead for some years.

The Judge left the Court, looking deeply disgusted: 
     But the Snark, though a little aghast,
As the lawyer to whom the defense was entrusted,
     Went bellowing on to the last.

Thus the Barrister dreamed, while the bellowing seemed
     To grow every moment more clear: 
Till he woke to the knell of a furious bell,
     Which the Bellman rang close at his ear.

Fit the Seventh

The BANKER’S fate

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 new
     It was matter for general remark,
Rushed madly ahead and was lost to their view
     In his zeal to discover the Snark

But while he was seeking with thimbles and care,
     A Bandersnatch swiftly drew nigh
And grabbed at the Banker, who shrieked in despair,
     For he knew it was useless to fly.

He offered large discount—­he offered a check
     (Drawn “to bearer”) for seven-pounds-ten: 
But the Bandersnatch merely extended its neck
     And grabbed at the Banker again.

Without rest or pause—­while those frumious jaws
     Went savagely snapping around—­
He skipped and he hopped, and he floundered and flopped,
     Till fainting he fell to the ground.

The Bandersnatch fled as the others appeared
     Led on by that fear-stricken yell: 
And the Bellman remarked “It is just as I feared!”
     And solemnly tolled on his bell.

He was black in the face, and they scarcely could trace
     The least likeness to what he had been: 
While so great was his fright that his waistcoat turned white-
     A wonderful thing to be seen!

To the horror of all who were present that day. 
     He uprose in full evening dress,
And with senseless grimaces endeavoured to say
     What his tongue could no longer express.

Down he sank in a chair—­ran his hands through his hair—­
     And chanted in mimsiest tones
Words whose utter inanity proved his insanity,
     While he rattled a couple of bones.

“Leave him here to his fate—­it is getting so late!”
     The Bellman exclaimed in a fright. 
“We have lost half the day.  Any further delay,
     And we sha’nt catch a Snark before night!”

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