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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=447651" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fit the Sixth ( Hunting of the Snark )</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Barrister's Dream </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care;<br>They pursued it with forks and hope; <br>They threatened its life with a railway-share; <br>They charmed it with smiles and soap. <br>But the Barrister, weary of proving in vain<br>That the Beaver's lace-making was wrong, <br>Fell asleep, and in dreams saw the creature quite plain<br>That his fancy had dwelt on so long. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He dreamed that he stood in a shadowy Court, <br>Where the Snark, with a glass in its eye, <br>Dressed in gown, bands, and wig, was defending a pig<br>On the charge of deserting its sty. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Witnesses proved, without error or flaw, <br>That the sty was deserted when found: <br>And the Judge kept explaining the state of the law<br>In a soft under-current of sound. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The indictment had never been clearly expressed, <br>And it seemed that the Snark had begun, <br>And had spoken three hours, before any one guessed<br>What the pig was supposed to have done. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Jury had each formed a different view<br>(Long before the indictment was read), <br>And they all spoke at once, so that none of them knew<br>One word that the others had said. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;You must know--&quot; said the Judge: but the Snark exclaimed &quot;Fudge!&quot; <br>That statute is obsolete quite! <br>Let me tell you, my friends, the whole question depends<br>On an ancient manorial right. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;In the matter of Treason the pig would appear<br>To have aided, but scarcely abetted: <br>While the charge of Insolvency fails, it is clear, <br>If you grant the plea 'never indebted'. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;The fact of Desertion I will not dispute: <br>But its guilt, as I trust, is removed<br>(So far as relates to the costs of this suit) <br>By the Alibi which has been proved. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;My poor client's fate now depends on your votes.&quot; <br>Here the speaker sat down in his place, <br>And directed the Judge to refer to his notes<br>And briefly to sum up the case. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the Judge said he never had summed up before; <br>So the Snark undertook it instead, <br>And summed it so well that it came to far more<br>Than the Witnesses ever had said! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the verdict was called for, the Jury declined, <br>As the word was so puzzling to spell; <br>But they ventured to hope that the Snark wouldn't mind <br>Undertaking that duty as well. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So the Snark found the verdict, although, as it owned, <br>It was spent with the toils of the day: <br>When it said the word &quot;GUILTY!&quot; the Jury all groaned<br>And some of them fainted away. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the Snark pronounced sentence, the Judge being quite<br>Too nervous to utter a word: <br>When it rose to its feet, there was silence like night, <br>And the fall of a pin might be heard. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Transportation for life&quot; was the sentence it gave, <br>&quot;And then to be fined forty pound.&quot; <br>The Jury all cheered, though the Judge said he feared <br>That the phrase was not legally sound. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But their wild exultation was suddenly checked <br>When the jailer informed them, with tears, <br>Such a sentence would not have the slightest effect, <br>As the pig had been dead for some years. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Judge left the Court, looking deeply disgusted<br>But the Snark, though a little aghast, <br>As the lawyer to whom the defence was intrusted, <br>Went bellowing on to the last. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thus the Barrister dreamed, while the bellowing seemed<br>To grow every moment more clear: <br>Till he woke to the knell of a furious bell, <br>Which the Bellman rang close at his ear.</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>
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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 vai..."></div>
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