They were all left behind on the beach.

The Bellman himself they all praised to the skies—

Fit the First: The Landing.

Fit the Second : The Bellman’s speech

The Beaver kept looking the opposite way,

The last of the crew needs especial remark,

The Beaver, who happened to hear the remark,

Supporting each man on the top of the tide

And the clothes he had bought for the trip.

That not even the rapture of hunting the Snark

With the plans he had made for the trip:

“Just the place for a Snark!” the Bellman cried,

THE HUNTING OF THE SNARK by Lewis Carroll, depicted by @fluaten

Whenever the Butcher was by,

That alone should encourage the crew.

No materials were to be had.

Without the least vestige of land:

Though none of the sailors knew how.

He forgot when he entered the ship:

He had forty-two boxes, all carefully packed,

(So the Bellman would often remark)

With an impudent wag of the head:

And it drove the poor Bellman half-mad—

The good Bellman engaged him at once.

The moment one looked in his face!

The crew was complete: it included a Boots..

Or would sit making lace in the bow:

But, since he omitted to mention the fact,

The loss of his clothes hardly mattered, because

When the ship had been sailing a week,

It strongly advised that the Butcher should be

But the Bellman declared that would never agree

This the Banker suggested, and offered for hire

Had the whole of their cash in his care.

His umbrella, his watch, all his jewels and rings,

Is the thing that one needs with a Snark.”

He could only kill Beavers. The Bellman looked scared,

The Beaver’s best course was, no doubt, to procure

So the Baker advised it— and next, to

He had bought a large map representing the sea,

There was also a Beaver, that paced on the deck,

And had often (the Bellman said) saved them from wreck,

“But his courage is perfect! And that, after all,

Just the place for a Snark! I have said it thrice:

There was one who was famed for the number of things

With three pairs of boots; but the worst of it was,

“Just the place for a Snark!” I have said it twice:

And the crew were much pleased when they found it to be
A map they could all understand.
"What's the good of Mercator's North Poles and Equators,
Tropics, Zones, and Meridian Lines?"

So the Bellman would cry: and the crew would reply
"They are merely conventional signs!
"Other maps are such shapes, with their islands and capes!
But we've got our brave Captain to thank:

(So the crew would protest) "that he's bought us the best..
A perfect and absolute blank!"
This was charming, no doubt; but they shortly found out
That the Captain they trusted so well

Had only one notion for crossing the ocean,
And that was to tingle his bell.
He was thoughtful and grave..but the orders he gave
Were enough to bewilder a crew.

When he cried "Steer to starboard, but keep her head larboard!"
What on earth was the helmsman to do?
Then the bowsprit got mixed with the rudder sometimes:
A thing, as the Bellman remarked,

That frequently happens in tropical climes,
When a vessel is, so to speak, "snarked."
But the principal failing occurred in the sailing,
And the Bellman, perplexed and distressed,

Said he had hoped, at least, when the wind blew due East,
That the ship would not travel due West!
But the danger was past..they had landed at last,
With their boxes, portmanteaus, and bags:

Yet at first sight the crew were not pleased with the view,
Which consisted to chasms and crags.
The Bellman perceived that their spirits were low,
And repeated in musical tone

Lewis Carroll