Yet still, ever after that sorrowful day, pic.twitter.com/X8AF84vrLb

“But his courage is perfect! And that, after all, pic.twitter.com/ihCpbKNLk1

That alone should encourage the crew. pic.twitter.com/odlh6yVJ3U

Could atone for that dismal surprise! pic.twitter.com/2iaqX1Usld

It strongly advised that the Butcher should be pic.twitter.com/D38FbWlBFY

But the Bellman declared that would never agree pic.twitter.com/8ZyUdfDThK

Is the thing that one needs with a Snark.” pic.twitter.com/eFKsO5Ricf

He had just one idea—but, that one being “Snark,”pic.twitter.com/2OulYvRQPMM

That not even the rapture of hunting the Snark pic.twitter.com/hXeJri8mLP

There was also a Beaver, that paced on the deck, pic.twitter.com/WrJia38bRp

And that was a tame one he had of his own, pic.twitter.com/GtLOjXRwLi


























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