The Bellman himself they all praised to the skies--
He had bought a large map representing the sea,
"What's the good of Mercator's North Poles and Equators,
"Other maps are such shapes, with their islands and capes!
This was charming, no doubt: but they shortly found out
He was thoughtful and grave--but the orders he gave
Then the bowsprit got mixed with the rudder sometimes:
But the principal failing occurred in the sailing,
But the danger was past--they had landed at last,
The Bellman perceived that their spirits were low,
He served out some grog with a liberal hand,
"Friends, Romans, and countrymen, lend me your ears!"
"We have sailed many months, we have sailed many weeks,
"We have sailed many weeks, we have sailed many days,
"Come, listen, my men, while I tell you again
"Let us take them in order. The first is the taste,
"Its habit of getting up late you'll agree
"The third is its slowness in taking a jest.
"The fourth is its fondness for bathing-machines,
"The fifth is ambition. It next will be right
"For, although common Snarks do no manner of harm,