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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=447647" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fit the First: ( Hunting of the Snark )</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Landing </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Just the place for a Snark!" the Bellman cried,<br>As he landed his crew with care;<br>Supporting each man on the top of the tide<br>By a finger entwined in his hair. <br>"Just the place for a Snark! I have said it twice:<br>That alone should encourage the crew.<br>Just the place for a Snark! I have said it thrice:<br>What I tell you three times is true." </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The crew was complete: it included a Boots--<br>A maker of Bonnets and Hoods--<br>A Barrister, brought to arrange their disputes--<br>And a Broker, to value their goods. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A Billiard-marker, whose skill was immense,<br>Might perhaps have won more than his share--<br>But a Banker, engaged at enormous expense,<br>Had the whole of their cash in his care. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was also a Beaver, that paced on the deck,<br>Or would sit making lace in the bow:<br>And had often (the Bellman said) saved them from wreck<br>Though none of the sailors knew how. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was one who was famed for the number of things<br>He forgot when he entered the ship:<br>His umbrella, his watch, all his jewels and rings,<br>And the clothes he had bought for the trip. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He had forty-two boxes, all carefully packed,<br>With his name painted clearly on each:<br>But, since he omitted to mention the fact, <br>They were all left behind on the beach. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The loss of his clothes hardly mattered, because<br>He had seven coats on when he came,<br>With three pair of boots--but the worst of is was,<br>He had wholly forgotten his name. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He would answer to "Hi!" or to any loud cry,<br>Such as "Fry me!" or "Fritter my wig!"<br>To "What-you-may-call-um!" or "What-was-his-name!"<br>But especially "Thing-um-a-jig!" </div><div style="margin:10px 0">While, for those who preferred a more forcible word, <br>He had different names from these:<br>His intimate friends called him "Candle-ends",<br>And his enemies "Toasted-cheese" </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"His form is ungainly--his intellect small--"<br>(So the Bellman would often remark)--<br>"But his courage is perfect! And that, after all,<br>Is the thing that one needs with a Snark." </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He would joke with hyaenas, returning their stare<br>With an impudent wag of the head:<br>And he once went a walk, paw-in-paw, with a bear,<br>"Just to keep up its spirits," he said. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He came as a Baker: but owned, when too late--<br>And it drove the poor Bellman half-mad--<br>He could only bake Bridecake--for which, I may state,<br>No materials were to be had. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The last of the crew needs especial remark,<br>Though he looked an incredible dunce:<br>He had just one idea--but, that one being "Snark",<br>The good Bellman engaged him at once. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He came as a Butcher: but gravely declared,<br>When the ship had been sailing a week,<br>He could only kill Beavers. The Bellman looked scared,<br>And was almost too frightened to speak: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But at length he explained, in a tremulous tone,<br>There was only one Beaver on board;<br>And that was a tame one he had of his own,<br>Whose death would be deeply deplored. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Beaver, who happened to hear the remark,<br>Protested, with tears in its eyes,<br>That not even the rapture of hunting the Snark<br>Could atone for that dismal surprise! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It strongly advised that the Butcher should be<br>Conveyed in a separate ship:<br>But the Bellman declared that would never agree<br>With the plans he had made for the trip: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Navigation was always a difficult art,<br>Though with only one ship and one bell:<br>And he feared he must really decline, for his part,<br>Undertaking another as well. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Beaver's best course was, no doubt, to procure<br>A second-hand dagger-proof coat--<br>So the baker advised it--and next, to insure<br>Its life in some Office of note: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This the Baker suggested, and offered for hire<br>(On moderate terms), or for sale,<br>Two excellent Policies, one Against Fire<br>And one Against Damage From Hail. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet still, ever after that sorrowful day,<br>Whenever the Butcher was by,<br>The Beaver kept looking the opposite way,<br>And appeared unaccountably shy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lewis+Carroll">Lewis Carroll</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=447647" data-title="Fit the First: ( Hunting of the Snark ) de Lewis Carroll" data-description="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 tide By a finger entwined in his hair. 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