It was six men of Indostan
To learning much inclined,
Who went to see the Elephant
Though all of them were blind,
That each by observation
Might satisfy his mind.

The First approached the Elephant
And happening to fall
Against his broad and sturdy side
At once began to bawl:
“God bless me but the Elephant
Is very like a wall!”

The Second, feeling of the tusk,
Cried, “Ho, what have we here
So very round and smooth and sharp?
To me ‘tis mighty clear
This wonder of an Elephant
Is very like a spear!”

The Third approached the animal
And happening to take
The squirming trunk within his hands
Thus boldly up he spake:
“I see,” quoth he, “the Elephant is very like a snake!”

The Fourth reached out an eager hand
And felt about the knee;
“What most the wondrous beast is like
Is very plain,” quoth he;
‘Tis clear enough the Elephant
Is very like a tree!” 

The Fifth who chanced to touch the ear
Said, “Even the blindest man
Can tell what this resembles most;
Deny the fact who can:
This marvel of an Elephant
Is very like a fan!”