And all shall cry, "Beware, beware"
Those flashing eyes, that floating hair.
Weave a circle round him thrice
And lower your eyes with holy dread.
For he on honeydew hath fed
And drunk the milk of paradise.
Coleridge, Kubla Khan, might not be exact, though.
And the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe.
All mimsy were the borogroves
And the mome wraths outgrabe.
Lewis Carrol, Jabberwock. I shuddered when the Mad Hatter recited it in the Alice in Wonderland film.
"It never used to be so crowded in first class."
Tom Ripley in 'Ripley's Game'