Poem : Hiawathas' Photographing ( Part Vi )

Poet : Lewis Carroll

But my Hiawatha's patience,
His politeness and his patience,
Unaccountably had vanished,
And he left that happy party.
Neither did he leave them slowly,
With the calm deliberation,
The intense deliberation
Of a photographic artist:
But he left them in a hurry,
Left them in a mighty hurry,
Stating that he would not stand it,
Stating in emphatic language
What he'd be before he'd stand it.
Hurriedly he packed his boxes:
Hurriedly the porter trundled
On a barrow all his boxes:
Hurriedly he took his ticket:
Hurriedly the train received him: 

                                

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• Lewis Carroll : Hiawathas' Photographing ( Part V )
• Lewis Carroll : Hiawathas' Photographing ( Part Iv )
• Lewis Carroll : Hiawathas' Photographing ( Part Iii )
• Lewis Carroll : Hiawathas' Photographing ( Part Ii )
• Lewis Carroll : Hiawathas' Photographing ( Part I )