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"
Great
God
!
but
for
one
single
instant
show
thyself
,
"
cried
Starbuck
;
"
never
,
never
wilt
thou
capture
him
,
old
man
--
In
Jesus
'
name
no
more
of
this
,
that
's
worse
than
devil
's
madness
.
Two
days
chased
;
twice
stove
to
splinters
;
thy
very
leg
once
more
snatched
from
under
thee
;
thy
evil
shadow
gone
--
all
good
angels
mobbing
thee
with
warnings
:
--
what
more
wouldst
thou
have
?
--
Shall
we
keep
chasing
this
murderous
fish
till
he
swamps
the
last
man
?
Shall
we
be
dragged
by
him
to
the
bottom
of
the
sea
?
Shall
we
be
towed
by
him
to
the
infernal
world
?
Oh
,
oh
--
Impiety
and
blasphemy
to
hunt
him
more
!
"
"
Starbuck
,
of
late
I
've
felt
strangely
moved
to
thee
;
ever
since
that
hour
we
both
saw
--
thou
know
's
t
what
,
in
one
another
's
eyes
.
But
in
this
matter
of
the
whale
,
be
the
front
of
thy
face
to
me
as
the
palm
of
this
hand
--
a
lipless
,
unfeatured
blank
.
Ahab
is
for
ever
Ahab
,
man
.
This
whole
act
's
immutably
decreed
.
'
Twas
rehearsed
by
thee
and
me
a
billion
years
before
this
ocean
rolled
.
Fool
!
I
am
the
Fates
'
lieutenant
;
I
act
under
orders
.
Look
thou
,
underling
!
that
thou
obeyest
mine
.
--
Stand
round
men
,
men
.
Ye
see
an
old
man
cut
down
to
the
stump
;
leaning
on
a
shivered
lance
;
propped
up
on
a
lonely
foot
.
'
Tis
Ahab
--
his
body
's
part
;
but
Ahab
's
soul
's
a
centipede
,
that
moves
upon
a
hundred
legs
.
I
feel
strained
,
half-stranded
,
as
ropes
that
tow
dismasted
frigates
in
a
gale
;
and
I
may
look
so
.
But
ere
I
break
,
yell
hear
me
crack
;
and
till
ye
hear
that
,
know
that
Ahab
's
hawser
tows
his
purpose
yet
.
Believe
ye
,
men
,
in
the
things
called
omens
?
Then
laugh
aloud
,
and
cry
encore
!
For
ere
they
drown
,
drowning
things
will
twice
rise
to
the
surface
;
then
rise
again
,
to
sink
for
evermore
.
So
with
Moby
Dick
--
two
days
he
's
floated
--
to-morrow
will
be
the
third
.
Aye
,
men
,
he
'll
rise
once
more
--
but
only
to
spout
his
last
!
D'ye
feel
brave
men
,
brave
?
"
"
As
fearless
fire
,
"
cried
Stubb
.
"
And
as
mechanical
,
"
muttered
Ahab
.
Then
as
the
men
went
forward
,
he
muttered
on
:
"
The
things
called
omens
!
And
yesterday
I
talked
the
same
to
Starbuck
there
,
concerning
my
broken
boat
.
Oh
!
how
valiantly
I
seek
to
drive
out
of
others
'
hearts
what
's
clinched
so
fast
in
mine
!
--
The
Parsee
--
the
Parsee
!
--
gone
,
gone
?
and
he
was
to
go
before
:
--
but
still
was
to
be
seen
again
ere
I
could
perish
--
How
's
that
?
--
There
's
a
riddle
now
might
baffle
all
the
lawyers
backed
by
the
ghosts
of
the
whole
line
of
judges
:
--
like
a
hawk
's
beak
it
pecks
my
brain
I
'll
,
I
'll
solve
it
,
though
!
"
When
dusk
descended
,
the
whale
was
still
in
sight
to
leeward
.
So
once
more
the
sail
was
shortened
,
and
everything
passed
nearly
as
on
the
previous
night
;
only
,
the
sound
of
hammers
,
and
the
hum
of
the
grindstone
was
heard
till
nearly
daylight
,
as
the
men
toiled
by
lanterns
in
the
complete
and
careful
rigging
of
the
spare
boats
and
sharpening
their
fresh
weapons
for
the
morrow
.
Meantime
,
of
the
broken
keel
of
Ahab
's
wrecked
craft
the
carpenter
made
him
another
leg
;
while
still
as
on
the
night
before
,
slouched
Ahab
stood
fixed
within
his
scuttle
;
his
hid
,
heliotrope
glance
anticipatingly
gone
backward
on
its
dial
;
sat
due
eastward
for
the
earliest
sun
.
The
morning
of
the
third
day
dawned
fair
and
fresh
,
and
once
more
the
solitary
night-man
at
the
fore-mast-head
was
relieved
by
crowds
of
the
daylight
look-outs
,
who
dotted
every
mast
and
almost
every
spar
.
"
D'ye
see
him
?
"
cried
Ahab
;
but
the
whale
was
not
yet
in
sight
.
