Bandersnatch
An Illustrated Poem from the Past
Perhaps it is overdone. I don’t care. It is still as lovely a bit of nonsense as ever penned, and so much fun to read aloud. Do it! You’ll see…
Jabberwocky
’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”
He took his vorpal sword in hand;
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.
’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
— Lewis Carroll (as published in The World’s Best 1000 Poems, 1929)
I have always loved both Jabberwocky and really everything else written by Lewis Carroll. I used to have a dog that I regularly accused of being a slithy tove.
I'm reminded that I've enjoyed reading a number of Carroll's poems. If I had to pick one verse out of all of them it would be the conclusion to The Hunting of the Snark:
In the midst of the word he was trying to say,
In the midst of his laughter and glee,
He had softly and suddenly vanished away—
For the Snark was a Boojum, you see.