Wednesday, August 24, 2011

And the mome raths outgrabe



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

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!

The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:

Long time the manxome foe he sought--
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
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.

 - Lewis Carroll


Of course an English Major's first favorite poem is Jabberwocky.  No other poem in the English language is so fun, other than perhaps Ogden Nash's:

Candy
Is dandy
But liquor
Is quicker.
A few years ago, my brother decided he'd get a little luckier with the ladies if he could recite poetry to them.  He spent quite a few days memorizing some choice literary treasures.  Then he took a blind date out for drinks and proudly recited the first few lines of Jabberwocky.  She sat there sipping her drink, smile frozen onto face.  He believes (and I do, too) that she thought he was drunk. 
And honestly, what sounds more like sentimental drunk-speak than saying something like: "O frabjous day!  Callooh!  Callay!" while downing a pint? 

If you want to sober up fast, watch this video of Kate Burton recite Jabberwocky without blinking once.


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