Jabberwocky

Lewis Carroll and Sarah Hill

Jabberwocky by Lewis Carroll illustrated by Sarah Hill LEWIS CAROLL SARAH HILL Text & Illustration Copyright ©2009 Jackson Fish Market Jackson Fish Market, LLC. 1425 Broadway #448, Seattle, WA 98122 www.jacksonfish.com All rights reserved, including the right of reproduction in whole or in part in any form. Typeface used throughout is Adobe Garamond. First digital edition published 2009 Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data ISBN-13: 978--1-936093-02-1 This poem is dedicated to my friends Andrew and April ‘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 Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!” So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought. He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought— 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.