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Poem by Lewis Carroll


The Hunting of the Snark. Fit the Seventh. The Bankers 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 cheque 
  	(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 shant catch a Snark before night!



Lewis Carroll


Lewis Carroll's other poems:
  1. The Elections to the Hebdomadal Council
  2. The Wandering Burgess
  3. What Tottles Meant
  4. The Deserted Parks
  5. Theme with Variations


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