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At
last
the
anchor
was
up
,
the
sails
were
set
,
and
off
we
glided
.
It
was
a
short
,
cold
Christmas
;
and
as
the
short
northern
day
merged
into
night
,
we
found
ourselves
almost
broad
upon
the
wintry
ocean
,
whose
freezing
spray
cased
us
in
ice
,
as
in
polished
armor
.
The
long
rows
of
teeth
on
the
bulwarks
glistened
in
the
moonlight
;
and
like
the
white
ivory
tusks
of
some
huge
elephant
,
vast
curving
icicles
depended
from
the
bows
.
Lank
Bildad
,
as
pilot
,
headed
the
first
watch
,
and
ever
and
anon
,
as
the
old
craft
deep
dived
into
the
green
seas
,
and
sent
the
shivering
frost
all
over
her
,
and
the
winds
howled
,
and
the
cordage
rang
,
his
steady
notes
were
heard
--
"
Sweet
fields
beyond
the
swelling
flood
,
Stand
dressed
in
living
green
.
So
to
the
Jews
old
Canaan
stood
,
While
Jordan
rolled
between
.
"
Never
did
those
sweet
words
sound
more
sweetly
to
me
than
then
.
They
were
full
of
hope
and
fruition
.
Spite
of
this
frigid
winter
night
in
the
boisterous
Atlantic
,
spite
of
my
wet
feet
and
wetter
jacket
,
there
was
yet
,
it
then
seemed
to
me
,
many
a
pleasant
haven
in
store
;
and
meads
and
glades
so
eternally
vernal
,
that
the
grass
shot
up
by
the
spring
,
untrodden
,
unwilted
,
remains
at
midsummer
.
At
last
we
gained
such
an
offing
,
that
the
two
pilots
were
needed
no
longer
.
The
stout
sail-boat
that
had
accompanied
us
began
ranging
alongside
.
It
was
curious
and
not
unpleasing
,
how
Peleg
and
Bildad
were
affected
at
this
juncture
,
especially
Captain
Bildad
.
For
loath
to
depart
,
yet
;
very
loath
to
leave
,
for
good
,
a
ship
bound
on
so
long
and
perilous
a
voyage
--
beyond
both
stormy
Capes
;
a
ship
in
which
some
thousands
of
his
hardearned
dollars
were
invested
;
a
ship
,
in
which
an
old
shipmate
sailed
as
captain
;
a
man
almost
as
old
as
he
,
once
more
starting
to
encounter
all
the
terrors
of
the
pitiless
jaw
;
loath
to
say
good-bye
to
a
thing
so
every
way
brimful
of
every
interest
to
him
--
poor
old
Bildad
lingered
long
;
paced
the
deck
with
anxious
strides
;
ran
down
into
the
cabin
to
speak
another
farewell
word
there
;
again
came
on
deck
,
and
looked
to
windward
;
looked
towards
the
wide
and
endless
waters
,
only
bound
by
the
far-off
unseen
Eastern
Continents
;
looked
towards
the
land
;
looked
aloft
;
looked
right
and
left
;
looked
everywhere
and
nowhere
;
and
at
last
,
mechanically
coiling
a
rope
upon
its
pin
,
convulsively
grasped
stout
Peleg
by
the
hand
,
and
holding
up
a
lantern
,
for
a
moment
stood
gazing
heroically
in
his
face
,
as
much
as
to
say
,
"
Nevertheless
,
friend
Peleg
,
I
can
stand
it
;
yes
,
I
can
.
"
As
for
Peleg
himself
,
he
took
it
more
like
a
philosopher
;
but
for
all
his
philosophy
,
there
was
a
tear
twinkling
in
his
eye
,
when
the
lantern
came
too
near
.
And
he
,
too
,
did
not
a
little
run
from
the
cabin
to
deck
--
now
a
word
below
,
and
now
a
word
with
Starbuck
,
the
chief
mate
.
