Dienstag, Juni 28, 2005

by Lewis Caroll

Jabberwocky

'Twas brilling, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogroves
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite the jaws that cach!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious bandersnach!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand
Long time the manxome foe he sought--
So rested he by the tumtum tree,
And stood a while in thought.

And in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame
Came whiffling through the tulgy wood,
And burbled as it came.

One,two! One,two! And through and through
The vorpal blade whent sniker-snack
He left it dead and with it's 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 brilling, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogroves
And the mome raths outgrabe.