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"

Aye

,

aye

!

"

cried

Stubb

,

"

I

knew

it

--

ye

ca

n't

escape

--

blow

on

and

split

your

spout

,

O

whale

!

the

mad

fiend

himself

is

after

ye

!

blow

your

trump

--

blister

your

lungs

!

--

Ahab

will

dam

off

your

blood

,

as

a

miller

shuts

his

watergate

upon

the

stream

!

"

And

Stubb

did

but

speak

out

for

well

nigh

all

that

crew

.

The

frenzies

of

the

chase

had

by

this

time

worked

them

bubblingly

up

,

like

old

wine

worked

anew

.

Whatever

pale

fears

and

forebodings

some

of

them

might

have

felt

before

;

these

were

not

only

now

kept

out

of

sight

through

the

growing

awe

of

Ahab

,

but

they

were

broken

up

,

and

on

all

sides

routed

,

as

timid

prairie

hares

that

scatter

before

the

bounding

bison

.

The

hand

of

Fate

had

snatched

all

their

souls

;

and

by

the

stirring

perils

of

the

previous

day

;

the

rack

of

the

past

night

's

suspense

;

the

fixed

,

unfearing

,

blind

,

reckless

way

in

which

their

wild

craft

went

plunging

towards

its

flying

mark

;

by

all

these

things

,

their

hearts

were

bowled

along

.

The

wind

that

made

great

bellies

of

their

sails

,

and

rushed

the

vessel

on

by

arms

invisible

as

irresistible

;

this

seemed

the

symbol

of

that

unseen

agency

which

so

enslaved

them

to

the

race

.

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They

were

one

man

,

not

thirty

.

For

as

the

one

ship

that

held

them

all

;

though

it

was

put

together

of

all

contrasting

things

--

oak

,

and

maple

,

and

pine

wood

;

iron

,

and

pitch

,

and

hemp

--

yet

all

these

ran

into

each

other

in

the

one

concrete

hull

,

which

shot

on

its

way

,

both

balanced

and

directed

by

the

long

central

keel

;

even

so

,

all

the

individualities

of

the

crew

,

this

man

's

valor

,

that

man

's

fear

;

guilt

and

guiltiness

,

all

varieties

were

welded

into

oneness

,

and

were

all

directed

to

that

fatal

goal

which

Ahab

their

one

lord

and

keel

did

point

to

.

The

rigging

lived

.

The

mast-heads

,

like

the

tops

of

tall

palms

,

were

outspreadingly

tufted

with

arms

and

legs

.

Clinging

to

a

spar

with

one

hand

,

some

reached

forth

the

other

with

impatient

wavings

;

others

,

shading

their

eyes

from

the

vivid

sunlight

,

sat

far

out

on

the

rocking

yards

;

all

the

spars

in

full

bearing

of

mortals

,

ready

and

ripe

for

their

fate

.

Ah

!

how

they

still

strove

through

that

infinite

blueness

to

seek

out

the

thing

that

might

destroy

them

!

"

Why

sing

ye

not

out

for

him

,

if

ye

see

him

?

"

cried

Ahab

,

when

,

after

the

lapse

of

some

minutes

since

the

first

cry

,

no

more

had

been

heard

.

"

Sway

me

up

,

men

;

ye

have

been

deceived

;

not

Moby

Dick

casts

one

odd

jet

that

way

,

and

then

disappears

.

"

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It

was

even

so

;

in

their

headlong

eagerness

,

the

men

had

mistaken

some

other

thing

for

the

whale-spout

,

as

the

event

itself

soon

proved

;

for

hardly

had

Ahab

reached

his

perch

;

hardly

was

the

rope

belayed

to

its

pin

on

deck

,

when

he

struck

the

key-note

to

an

orchestra

,

that

made

the

air

vibrate

as

with

the

combined

discharge

of

rifles

.

The

triumphant

halloo

of

thirty

buckskin

lungs

was

heard

,

as

--

much

nearer

to

the

ship

than

the

place

of

the

imaginary

jet

,

less

than

a

mile

ahead

--

Moby

Dick

bodily

burst

into

view

!

For

not

by

any

calm

and

indolent

spoutings

;

not

by

the

peaceable

gush

of

that

mystic

fountain

in

his

head

,

did

the

White

Whale

now

reveal

his

vicinity

;

but

by

the

far

more

wondrous

phenomenon

of

breaching

.

Rising

with

his

utmost

velocity

from

the

furthest

depths

,

the

Sperm

Whale

thus

booms

his

entire

bulk

into

the

pure

element

of

air

,

and

piling

up

a

mountain

of

dazzling

foam

,

shows

his

place

to

the

distance

of

seven

miles

and

more

.

In

those

moments

,

the

torn

,

enraged

waves

he

shakes

off

,

seem

his

mane

;

in

some

cases

,

this

breaching

is

his

act

of

defiance

.

"

There

she

breaches

!

there

she

breaches

!

"

was

the

cry

,

as

in

his

immeasurable

bravadoes

the

White

Whale

tossed

himself

salmon-like

to

Heaven

.

So

suddenly

seen

in

the

blue

plain

of

the

sea

,

and

relieved

against

the

still

bluer

margin

of

the

sky

,

the

spray

that

he

raised

,

for

the

moment

,

intolerably

glittered

and

glared

like

a

glacier

;

and

stood

there

gradually

fading

and

fading

away

from

its

first

sparkling

intensity

,

to

the

dim

mistiness

of

an

advancing

shower

in

a

vale

.

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