bleak

They shuddered to think that the chase might fail,
And the Beaver, excited at last,
Went bounding along on the tip of its tail,
For the daylight was nearly past.

Lewis Carroll, ‘The Hunting of The Snark’

 

 

there’s a sadness to the hunting of the snark, puts it among the most bleak of poetic pieces in the english language.

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