Lewis Carroll: The Hunting of the Snark

4. Fit the fourth: THE HUNTING (continued)

Then the Banker endorsed a blank check (which he crossed),
     And changed his loose silver for notes.
The Baker with care combed his whiskers and hair,
     And shook the dust out of his coats.

The Boots and the Broker were sharpening a spade--
     Each working the grindstone in turn:
But the Beaver went on making lace, and displayed
     No interest in the concern:

Though the Barrister tried to appeal to its pride,
     And vainly proceeded to cite
A number of cases, in which making laces
     Had been proved an infringement of right.

The maker of Bonnets ferociously planned
     A novel arrangement of bows:
While the Billiard-marker with quivering hand
     Was chalking the tip of his nose.

But the Butcher turned nervous, and dressed himself fine,
     With yellow kid gloves and a ruff--
Said he felt it exactly like going to dine,
     Which the Bellman declared was all "stuff."

"Introduce me, now there's a good fellow," he said,
     "If we happen to meet it together!"
And the Bellman, sagaciously nodding his head,
     Said "That must depend on the weather."

The Beaver went simply galumphing about,
     At seeing the Butcher so shy:
And even the Baker, though stupid and stout,
     Made an effort to wink with one eye.

"Be a man!" said the Bellman in wrath, as he heard
     The Butcher beginning to sob.
"Should we meet with a Jubjub, that desperate bird,
     We shall need all our strength for the job!"