The Annotated Hunting of the Snark | Chapter 17 of 34

Author: Lewis Carroll | Submitted by: Maria Garcia | 5599 Views | Add a Review

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“It is this, it is this that oppresses my soul,

When I think of my uncle’s last words:

And my heart is like nothing so much as a bowl

Brimming over with quivering curds!

“It is this, it is this -- “ “We have had that before!”

The Bellman indignantly said.

And the Baker replied “Let me say it once more.

It is this, it is this that I dread!

“I engage with the Snark -- every night after dark --

In a dreamy delirious fight:

I serve it with greens in those shadowy scenes,

And I use it for striking a light:

“But if ever I meet with a Boojum, that day,

In a moment (of this I am sure),

I shall softly and suddenly vanish away --

And the notion I cannot endure!”


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Great book, nicely written and thank you BooksVooks for uploading

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