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Sudden
,
repeated
flashes
of
lightning
;
the
nine
flames
leap
lengthwise
to
thrice
their
previous
height
;
Ahab
,
with
the
rest
,
closes
his
eyes
,
his
right
hand
pressed
hard
upon
them
.
"
I
own
thy
speechless
,
placeless
power
;
said
I
not
so
?
Nor
was
it
wrung
from
me
;
nor
do
I
now
drop
these
links
.
Thou
canst
blind
;
but
I
can
then
grope
.
Thou
canst
consume
;
but
I
can
then
be
ashes
.
Take
the
homage
of
these
poor
eyes
,
and
shutter-hands
.
I
would
not
take
it
.
The
lightning
flashes
through
my
skull
;
mine
eyeballs
ache
and
ache
;
my
whole
beaten
brain
seems
as
beheaded
,
and
rolling
in
some
stunning
ground
.
Oh
,
oh
!
Yet
blindfold
,
yet
will
I
talk
to
thee
.
Light
though
thou
be
,
thou
leapest
out
of
darkness
;
but
I
am
darkness
leaping
out
of
light
,
leaping
out
of
thee
!
The
javelins
cease
;
open
eyes
;
see
,
or
not
?
There
burn
the
flames
!
Oh
,
thou
magnanimous
!
now
I
do
glory
in
my
genealogy
.
But
thou
art
but
my
fiery
father
;
my
sweet
mother
,
I
know
not
.
Oh
,
cruel
!
what
hast
thou
done
with
her
?
There
lies
my
puzzle
;
but
thine
is
greater
.
Thou
knowest
not
how
came
ye
,
hence
callest
thyself
unbegotten
;
certainly
knowest
not
thy
beginning
,
hence
callest
thyself
unbegun
.
I
know
that
of
me
,
which
thou
knowest
not
of
thyself
,
oh
,
thou
omnipotent
.
There
is
some
unsuffusing
thing
beyond
thee
,
thou
clear
spirit
,
to
whom
all
thy
eternity
is
but
time
,
all
thy
creativeness
mechanical
.
Through
thee
,
thy
flaming
self
,
my
scorched
eyes
do
dimly
see
it
.
Oh
,
thou
foundling
fire
,
thou
hermit
immemorial
,
thou
too
hast
thy
incommunicable
riddle
,
thy
unparticipated
grief
.
Here
again
with
haughty
agony
,
I
read
my
sire
.
Leap
!
leap
up
,
and
lick
the
sky
!
I
leap
with
thee
;
I
burn
with
thee
;
would
fain
be
welded
with
thee
;
defyingly
I
worship
thee
!
"
"
The
boat
!
the
boat
!
"
cried
Starbuck
,
"
look
at
thy
boat
,
old
man
!
"
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
;
but
the
sea
that
had
stove
its
bottom
had
caused
the
loose
leather
sheath
to
drop
off
;
and
from
the
keen
steel
barb
there
now
came
a
levelled
flame
of
pale
,
forked
fire
.
As
the
silent
harpoon
burned
there
like
a
serpent
's
tongue
,
Starbuck
grasped
Ahab
by
the
arm
--
"
God
,
God
is
against
thee
,
old
man
;
forbear
!
'
t
is
an
ill
voyage
!
ill
begun
,
ill
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
than
this
.
"
Overhearing
Starbuck
,
the
panic-stricken
crew
instantly
ran
to
the
braces
--
though
not
a
sail
was
left
aloft
.
For
the
moment
all
the
aghast
mate
's
thoughts
seemed
theirs
;
they
raised
a
half
mutinous
cry
.
But
dashing
the
rattling
lightning
links
to
the
deck
,
and
snatching
the
burning
harpoon
,
Ahab
waved
it
like
a
torch
among
them
;
swearing
to
transfix
with
it
the
first
sailor
that
but
cast
loose
a
rope
's
end
.
Petrified
by
his
aspect
,
and
still
more
shrinking
from
the
fiery
dart
that
he
held
,
the
men
fell
back
in
dismay
,
and
Ahab
again
spoke
:
--
"
All
your
oaths
to
hunt
the
White
Whale
are
as
binding
as
mine
;
and
heart
,
soul
,
and
body
,
lungs
and
life
,
old
Ahab
is
bound
And
that
ye
may
know
to
what
tune
this
heart
beats
:
look
ye
here
;
thus
I
blow
out
the
last
fear
!
"
And
with
one
blast
of
his
breath
he
extinguished
the
flame
.
As
in
the
hurricane
that
sweeps
the
plain
,
men
fly
the
neighborhood
of
some
lone
,
gigantic
elm
,
whose
very
height
and
strength
but
render
it
so
much
the
more
unsafe
,
because
so
much
the
more
a
mark
for
thunderbolts
;
so
at
those
last
words
of
Ahab
's
many
of
the
mariners
did
run
from
him
in
a
terror
of
dismay
.
Ahab
standing
by
the
helm
.
Starbuck
approaching
him
.
