"But can you sing standing on your head, with a top spinning on your left foot, and a sabre balanced on your right?"

'Of course not,' said the Mock Turtle: 'why, if a fish came to ME, and told me he was going a journey, I should say "With what porpoise?"'

'I want a clean cup,' interrupted the Hatter: 'let's all move one place on.'

With oars apeak, and paddles down, the sheets of their sails adrift, the three boats now stilly floated, awaiting Moby Dick's reappearance.