"Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail, "There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's treading on my tail. See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance! They are waiting on the shingle--will you come and join the dance? Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance? Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you join the dance?"] [Illustration] "You can really have no notion how delightful it will be When they take us up and throw us, with the lobsters, out to sea!" But the snail replied, "Too far, too far!" and gave a look askance-- Said he thanked the whiting kindly, but he would not join the dance. Would not, could not, would not, could not, would not join the dance. Would not, could not, would not, could not, could not join the dance. "What matters it how far we go?" his scaly friend replied; "There is another shore, you know, upon the other side. The further off from England the nearer is to France-- Then turn not pale, belovèd snail, but come and join the dance. Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance? Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you join the dance?" [Illustration] [Illustration: 'Tis the Voice of the Lobster] [Music: 'Tis the voice of the lobster; I heard him declare, "You have baked me too brown, I must sugar my hair." As a duck with its eyelids, so he with his nose Trims his belt and his buttons, and turns out his toes.] [Illustration] [Illustration] [Illustration: Beautiful Soup] [Music: Beautiful soup, so rich and green, Waiting in a hot tureen! Who for such dainties would not stoop? Soup of the ev'ning, beautiful soup! Soup of the ev'ning, beautiful soup! Beautiful soo-oop! Beautiful soo-oop! Soo-oop of the e-e-ev'ning, Beautiful, beautiful soo-oo-oop!] "Beautiful soup! Who cares for fish, Game, or any other dish? Who would not give all else for two p- ennyworth only of beautiful soup! Pennyworth only of beautiful soup! Beautiful soo-oop! Beautiful soo-oop! Soo-oop of the e-e-ev'ning, Beautiful, beautiful soo-oo-oop!" [Illustration] [Transcriber's Note: The hyphen at the end of the third line of the second verse is deliberate in the original, so that "two p-" pronounced as one syllable rhymes with "soup."] [Illustration: The Queen of Hearts] [Music: The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts, All on a summer day: The Knave of Hearts, he stole those tarts, And took them quite away!] [Illustration] [Illustration: Who stole the Tarts] [Music: They told me you had been to her, And mentioned me to him: She gave me a good character, But said I could not swim.