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Can you catch the expression of the Sperm Whale’s there? It is the same he died with, only some of the longer wrinkles in the forehead seem now faded away. I think his broad brow to be full of a prairie-like placidity, born of a speculative indifference as to death. Mark the other head’s expression see that amazing lower lip, pressed by accident against the vessel’s side, so as firmly to embrace the jaw. Does not this whole head seem to speak of an enormous practical resolution in facing death. This Right Whale I take to have been a Stoic the Sperm Whale, a Platonian who might have taken up Spinoza. That there were no curtains to the window.

Who could show a cheek like Queequeg which, barred with various tints, seemed like the Andes western slope. There now is your insular city of the Manhattoes belted round by wharves as Indian isles by coral reefs commerce surrounds it with her surf. Its extreme downtown is the battery, where that noble mole is washed by waves, and cooled by breezes, which a few hours previous were out of sight of land. Look at the crowds of water-gazers there. That there were no curtains to the window, and that the street being very narrow, the house opposite.

Quickly followed suit and descending into the bar-room accosted the grinning landlord very cherished no malice towards him though he had been skylarking with in the matter of my bedfellow.

Among many other fine qualities, my royal friend Tranquo, being gifted with a devout love for all matters of barbaric vertu, had brought together in Pupella whatever rare things the more ingenious of his people could invent; chiefly carved woods of wonderful devices, chiselled shells, inlaid spears, costly paddles & aromatic canoes. All these distributed among whatever natural wonders.

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The house opposite commanded a plain view into the room, and observing more and more the indecorous figure that Queequeg made, staving about with little else but his hat and boots on I begged him as well as I could, to accelerate his toilet somewhat, and particularly to get into his pantaloons as soon as possible. They say that men who have seen the world, thereby become quite at ease in manner, quite self-possessed in company. Though Ledyard, the great New England traveller.

Ahab’s harpoon, the one forged at Perth’s fire, remained firmly lashed in its conspicuous crotch, so that it projected beyond his whale-boat’s bow the sea that had stove its bottom had caused the loose leather sheath to drop off from the keen steel barb there now came a leveled flame of pale, forked fire. As the silent harpoon burned there like a serpent’s tongue, Starbuck grasped Ahab by the arm continued let me square the yards, while we may old man and make a fair wind of it homewards, to go on a better voyage.

That man next him looks a few shades lighter you might say a touch of satin wood is in him. In the complexion of a third still lingers a tropic tawn, but slightly bleached withal. He doubtless has tarried whole weeks ashore.

The bar-room was now full of the boarders who had been dropping in the night previous, and whom I had not as yet had a good look at. You could pretty plainly tell how long each one had been ashore. This young fellow’s healthy cheek is like a sun-toasted pear in hue, and would seem to smell almost as musky; he cannot have been three days landed from his Indian voyage. That man next him looks a few shades lighter you might say a touch of satin wood is in him. In the complexion of a third still lingers a tropic tawn.

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Towards evening, when I felt assured that all his performances and rituals must be over, I went up to his room and knocked at the door; but no answer. I tried to open it, but it was fastened inside. Softly through the key-hole all silent. Why don’t you speak. But all remained still as before. Looked through the key-hole but the door opening into an odd corner of the room, the key-hole prospect.

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And where Ahab‘s chances of accomplishing his object have hitherto been spoken of, allusion has only been made to whatever way-side, antecedent, extra prospects were his, ere a particular set time or place were attained, when all possibilities would become probabilities, and, as Ahab fondly thought, every possibility the next thing to a certainty. That particular set time and place were conjoined in the one technical phrase the Season-on-the-Line. There was a circumstance which at first sight seemed to entangle his delirious but still methodical scheme. The same with those that were found there the preceding season; though there are peculiar and unquestionable instances where the contrary of this has proved true. In general, the same remark, only within a less wide limit, applies to the solitaries and hermits.

Among many other fine qualities, my royal friend Tranquo, being gifted with a devout love for all matters of barbaric vertu, had brought together in Pupella whatever rare things the more ingenious of his people could invent; chiefly carved woods of wonderful devices, chiselled shells, inlaid spears, costly paddles & aromatic canoes. All these distributed among whatever natural wonders, the wonder-freighted, tribute-rendering waves had cast with a gorgeous carpet.

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The industrious earth beneath was as a weaver’s loom, with a gorgeous carpet on it, whereof the ground-vine tendrils formed the warp and woof, and the living flowers the figures. All the trees, with all their laden branches; all the shrubs, and ferns, and grasses. The message carrying air all these unceasingly were active.

Through the lacings of the leaves, the great sun seemed a flying shuttle weaving the unwearied verdure. the freshet-rushing carpet for ever slides away. The weaver-god, he weaves and by that weaving is he deafened, that he hears no mortal voice; and by that humming, who look on the loom are deafened. And only when we escape it shall we hear the thousand voices that speak through it.

Does not this whole head seem to speak of an enormous practical resolution in facing death. This Right Whale I take to have been a Stoic the Sperm Whale, a Platonian who might have taken up Spinoza in his latter years.

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Kate was a wondrous sight. The wood was green as mosses of the Icy Glen. The trees stood high and haughty, feeling their living sap; the industrious earth beneath was as a weaver’s loom, with a gorgeous carpet on it, whereof the ground-vine tendrils formed the warp and woof. One single word with thee the shuttle flies the figures float from forth the loom they say.

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 Through the lacings of the leaves, the great sun seemed a flying shuttle weaving the unwearied verdure. Oh, busy weaver! unseen weaver whither flows the fabric. What palace may it deck, wherefore all these ceaseless toilings one single word with thee.

The cabin entrance was locked within the hatches were all on, and lumbered with coils of rigging. Going forward to the forecastle, we found the slide.

Johnny E. Lloyd – the less at this operation when I came to know of what fine steel the head of a harpoon is made, and how exceedingly sharp the long straight edges are always too.

Mary Blair – There now is your insular city of the Manhattoes, belted round by wharves as Indian isles by her surf. He complied, and then proceeded.

Rachelle K. Wolff – On the wash-stand centre table dipped it into water and commenced lathering his face. I was watching to see where he kept his razor, when behold he takes the harpoon from the bed corner and striding.

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On the wash-stand centre table dipped it into water and commenced lathering his face. I was watching to see where he kept his razor, when behold he takes the harpoon from the bed corner and striding up to the bit of mirror against the wall begins a vigorous scraping. Rather harpooning of his cheeks. Curtains to the window, and that the street being very narrow, the house opposite commanded a plain view into the room, and observing more and more the indecorous figure that made staving about with little else but his hat and boots on. I begged him as well as I could, to accelerate his toilet somewhat, and particularly to get into his pantaloons.

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Kate was a wondrous sight. The wood was green as mosses of the Icy Glen. The trees stood high and haughty, feeling their living sap the industrious earth beneath was as a weaver’s loom, with a gorgeous carpet on it, whereof the ground-vine tendrils formed the warp and woof, and the living flowers the figures. All the trees, with all their laden branches – all the shrubs, and ferns, and grasses; the message carrying air all these unceasingly were active. Through the lacings of the leaves, the great sun seemed a flying shuttle weaving the unwearied verdure. Oh, busy weaver! Unseen weaver whither flows the fabric. What palace may it deck? wherefore all these ceaseless toilings. One single word with thee the shuttle flies the figures float from forth the loom; the freshet-rushing carpet for ever slides away. Oh, busy weaver!

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Among many other fine qualities, my royal friend Tranquo, being gifted with a devout love for all matters of barbaric vertu, had brought together in Pupella whatever rare things the more ingenious of his people could invent; chiefly carved woods of wonderful devices, chiselled shells, inlaid spears, costly paddles & aromatic canoes. All these distributed among whatever natural wonders, the wonder-freighted, tribute-rendering waves had cast upon his shores. Sperm Whale among these latter was a great whale after an unusually long raging gale, had been found dead and stranded, with his head against a cocoa-nut tree, whose plumage-like, tufted droopings seemed his verdant jet. And sea coopers blacksmiths, and harpooneers, and ship keepers a brown brawny company with bosky beards.

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