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.
Its one thing to describe something you’ve seen, but its talent to bring something you’ve created to life. This creepy creature that Lewis Carroll brings to life is freaky, scary and almost alien. I absolutely love this poem its one of my all time favourites, this reminds me of my childhood. I think most people can remember hearing this in their English class as a child, as their teacher read this poem with character and emphasis. Its memorable, slightly dark and wacky for its time. This poem is truly a magnificent piece that people of a variety of ages can treasure.