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I tell you, the sperm whale will stand no nonsense.

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So have I seen a bird with clipped wing making affrighted broken circles in the air, vainly striving to escape the piratical hawks.

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But courage! there is good cheer in store for you

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for a moment or two the prodigious blood-dripping mass sways to and fro as if let down from the sky

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if you narrowly search, you will at last see a lashless eye

submitted 9 hours ago • 2 comments

most letters never reach their mark; and many are only received after attaining an age of two or three years or more

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through that gate lay the route to his vengeance

submitted 13 hours ago • 3 comments

a whale must be near

submitted 15 hours ago • 2 comments

I, for one, had no idea of so doing.

submitted 17 hours ago • 1 comment

The more so, I say, because truly to enjoy bodily warmth, some small part of you must be cold

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“Can’st not read it?” cried Ahab.

submitted 21 hours ago • 1 comment

Two days chased; twice stove to splinters; thy very leg once more snatched from under thee

submitted 23 hours ago • 4 comments

Let us scrape the ice from our frosted feet, and see what sort of a place this “Spouter” may be.

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the room seeming almost supernaturally quiet after these orgies, I began to congratulate myself

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one most perilous and long voyage ended, only begins a second; and a second ended, only begins a third, and so on, for ever and for aye

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Give it up, Sub-Subs!

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in the port is safety, comfort, hearthstone, supper, warm blankets, friends, all that’s kind to our mortalities

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It never wriggles.

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surrounded by circle upon circle of consternations and affrights

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I could see no compass before me to steer by

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nowadays, the whale-fishery furnishes an asylum for many romantic, melancholy, and absent-minded young men

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the hunted whale cannot now escape speedy extinction

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indeed out of bed-clothes too, seeing that there was no fire in the room.

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Do the heavens yet hate thee, that thou can’st not go mad?

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The intense concentration of self in the middle of such a heartless immensity, my God! who can tell it?

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Away, and bring us napkins!

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smothered in the very whitest and daintiest of fragrant spermaceti

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Oh, my Captain! my Captain! noble soul! grand old heart, after all!

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you cannot get at it

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this nameless phantom feeling

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His motions plainly denoted his extreme exhaustion.

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the head of this Leviathan, in the creature’s living intact state, is an entire delusion

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Ahab is lord over the level loadstone yet.

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Listen, and thou wilt often hear my ivory foot upon the deck, and still know that I am there.

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How, then, with me, writing of this Leviathan?

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I have another idea for you.

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blind and deaf, the whale plunged forward, as if by sheer power of speed to rid himself of the iron leech that had fastened to him

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So be cheery, my lads, let your hearts never fail, While the bold harpooneer is striking the whale!

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the only whales that thus sank were old, meagre, and broken-hearted creatures

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all for love

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Doesn’t the devil live for ever; who ever heard that the devil was dead?

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my savage crew

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BEING PAID,—what will compare with it?

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the more monsters he slew by so much the more he multiplied the chances that each subsequently encountered whale would prove to be the hated one he hunted

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A short life to them, and a jolly death.

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It must be borne in mind that all this time we have a Sperm Whale’s prodigious head hanging to the Pequod’s side.

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Here are my razors—the best of steel; here, and make the barbs sharp as the needle-sleet of the Icy Sea.

submitted 3 days ago • 2 comments

Nippers. Strictly this word is not indigenous to the whale’s vocabulary.

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Come; let us squeeze hands all round; nay, let us all squeeze ourselves into each other

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It was a queer sort of place

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