| Sing your hymns of Evensong,
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| Sail out to far lagoons,
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| All you fishermen and you fortune hunters,
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| Sharpen your harpoons.
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| Sing rhapsodies to the fickle gods that guide you,
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| Awake the brave adventurer that sleeps inside you.
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| (Baker, Boots + Crew)
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| Before you vanish away like midnight smoke,
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| So that no signs or memories remain,
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| You might vanish away like midnight smoke,
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| And never be seen again.
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| (Baker)
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| You sailors, sail your stormy seas;
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| You gamblers, roll your ball.
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| All you butterflies and you ballerinas,
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| Dance until you fall.
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| Dream and believe; |
| follow what you’re searching for,
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| One day the brave adventurer will be no more.
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| (Baker, Boots + Crew)
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| You just vanish away like midnight smoke,
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| So that no signs or memories remain,
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| You’ll just vanish away like midnight smoke,
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| And never be seen again.
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| (Instrumental Break)
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| (Baker, Boots + Crew)
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| You just vanish away like midnight smoke,
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| So that no signs or memories remain,
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| You’ll just vanish away like midnight smoke,
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| And never be seen again.
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| «I engage with the Snark — every night after dark —
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| In a dream delirious fight:
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| I serve it with greens in those shadowy scenes,
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| And I use it for striking a light.
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| «But if ever I meet with a Boojum, that day,
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| In a moment (of this I am sure),
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| I shall softly and suddenly vanish away —
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| And the notion I cannot endure!
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| «'Tis a pitiful tale,"said the Bellman, whose face
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| Had grown longer at every word;
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| «But, now that you’ve stated the whole of your case,
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| More debate would be simply absurd.»
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| «The rest of my speech"(he explained to his men)
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| «You shall hear when I’ve leisure to speak it.
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| But the snark is at hand, let me tell you again!
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| 'Tis your glorious duty to seek it!»
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| «To seek it with thimbles, to seek it with care;
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| To pursue it with forks and hope;
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| To threaten its life with a railway-share;
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| To charm it with smiles and soap!»
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| «For the Snark’s a peculiar creature, that won’t
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| Be caught in a commonplace way.
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| Do all that you know, and try all that you don’t;
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| Not a chance must be wasted to-day!» |