In the library

She found:

Hunting of the Snark: An Agony in Eight Fits by Lewis Carrol

On the hunting of the Snark:
"They sought it with thimbles, they
sought it with care;
they pursued it with forks and hope;
They threatened its life with a railway-
share;
They charmed it with smiles and soap."

Its temperment:

"As to temper, the Jubjub (also Snark)'s a desperate
bird,
Since it lives in perpetual passion:
its taste in costume is entirely absurd -
It is ages ahead of the fashion."

Its taste:

"Its flavor when cooked is more
exquisite far
than mutton, or oysters, or eggs:
(Some think it keeps best in an ivory jar,
and some in mahaogony kegs:)

You boil it in sawdust: you salt it in glue:
you condense it in locusts and tape:
Still keeping one principal object in view,
To preserve its symmetrical shape."