Jabberwocky
Lewis Carroll
1832 to 1898
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
One, two! One, two! And through and through
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And stood awhile in thought.
He took his vorpal sword in hand;
And the mome raths outgrabe.
All mimsy were the borogoves,
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
All mimsy were the borogoves,
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
He left it dead, and with its head
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
And the mome raths outgrabe.
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
And burbled as it came!
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
He chortled in his joy.
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
He went galumphing back.
So rested he by the Tumtum tree
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!