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The Hunting of The Snark: an agony in eight fits by Lewis Carroll
4.0
Holy crap! You guys have to read The Hunting of the Snark by Lewis Carroll! I’m not even kidding. It is incredibly short, technically counts as a classic, and will absolutely make your day.
The Hunting of the Snark is nothing but a nonsense poem. Or, as the subtitle claims: “An Agony in Eight Fits.” I had a lot of fun in the small amount of time it took to read. The poem chronicles a strange group that sets sail for the purpose of snark hunting.
“ ‘You may seek it with thimbles — and seek it with care;
You may hunt it with forks and hope;
You may threaten its life with a railway-share;
You may charm it with smiles and soap —’ ”
(“That’s exactly the method,” the Bellman bold
In a hasty parenthesis cried,
“That’s exactly the way I have always been told
That the capture of Snarks should be tried!”)
From maps of the ocean (that is to say, blank paper) to beavers to a man wearing seven coats who has forgotten his name – Lewis Carroll will enchant you with his great load of perfectly well-written nonsense.
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!
I am so disappointed in the fact that I came across The Hunting of the Snark by chance. Where has it been my whole life? Why hasn’t every kid in America read it? It isn’t like we don’t have other famous works by Lewis Carroll all over the place.
I’m giving you a link to the full text (with awesomely nonsensical pictures). You have no excuses. Take a few minutes out of your day for The Hunting of the Snark by Lewis Carroll!
(I know this is the shortest review of all time, but if I wrote much more I’d be nearing the length of the book itself…)
The Hunting of the Snark is nothing but a nonsense poem. Or, as the subtitle claims: “An Agony in Eight Fits.” I had a lot of fun in the small amount of time it took to read. The poem chronicles a strange group that sets sail for the purpose of snark hunting.
“ ‘You may seek it with thimbles — and seek it with care;
You may hunt it with forks and hope;
You may threaten its life with a railway-share;
You may charm it with smiles and soap —’ ”
(“That’s exactly the method,” the Bellman bold
In a hasty parenthesis cried,
“That’s exactly the way I have always been told
That the capture of Snarks should be tried!”)
From maps of the ocean (that is to say, blank paper) to beavers to a man wearing seven coats who has forgotten his name – Lewis Carroll will enchant you with his great load of perfectly well-written nonsense.
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!
I am so disappointed in the fact that I came across The Hunting of the Snark by chance. Where has it been my whole life? Why hasn’t every kid in America read it? It isn’t like we don’t have other famous works by Lewis Carroll all over the place.
I’m giving you a link to the full text (with awesomely nonsensical pictures). You have no excuses. Take a few minutes out of your day for The Hunting of the Snark by Lewis Carroll!
(I know this is the shortest review of all time, but if I wrote much more I’d be nearing the length of the book itself…)