the hunting of the snark

So engrossed was the Butcher, he heeded them not, As he wrote with a pen in each hand, And explained all the while in a popular style Which ...

The Beaver brought paper, portfolio, pens, And ink in unfailing supplies: While strange creepy creatures came out of their dens, And watched...

“Two added to one — if that could but be done,” It said, “with one’s fingers and thumbs!” Recollecting with tears how, in earlier years, It ...

Drawing pretty pictures and coming up with snappy verses is — like life itself — often wasted upon both the living and so we shall classify...

It felt that, in spite of all possible pains, It had somehow contrived to lose count, And the only thing now was to rack its poor brains By ...

The Beaver had counted with scrupulous care, Attending to every word: But it fairly lost heart, and outgrabe in despair, When the third repe...

“’Tis the note of the Jubjub! Keep count, I entreat; You will find I have told it you twice. ‘Tis the song of the Jubjub! The proof is compl...

“’Tis the voice of the Jubjub!” he suddenly cried. (This man, that they used to call “Dunce.”) “As the Bellman would tell you,” he added wi...

He thought of his childhood, left far far behind — That blissful and innocent state — The sound so exactly recalled to his mind A pencil tha...

Then a scream, shrill and high, rent the shuddering sky, And they knew that some danger was near: The Beaver turned pale to the tip of its t...

But the valley grew narrow and narrower still, And the evening got darker and colder, Till (merely from nervousness, not from goodwill) They...

Each thought he was thinking of nothing but “Snark” And the glorious work of the day; And each tried to pretend that he did not remark That ...

But the very same plan to the Beaver occurred: It had chosen the very same place: Yet neither betrayed, by a sign or a word, The disgust tha...

Then the Butcher contrived an ingenious plan For making a separate sally; And fixed on a spot unfrequented by man, A dismal and desolate val...

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; ...

With this sumptuous page spread, we are taking Lewis Carroll and his Hunting of the Snark in tow across the Channel, away from the cozy con...