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The Pequod Meets The Virgin

           Everykeelasunbeam!Hurrah!—Herewegolikethreetinkettlesatthetailofamadcougar!Thisputsmeinmindoffasteningtoanelephantinatilburyonaplain—makesthewheelspokesfly,boys,whenyoufastentohimthatway;andthere’sdangerofbeingpitchedouttoo,whenyoustrikeahill.Hurrah!thisisthewayafellowfeelswhenhe’sgoingtoDavyJones—allarushdownanendlessinclinedplane!Hurrah!thiswhalecarriestheeverlastingmail!"

           Butthemonster’srunwasabriefone.Givingasuddengasp,hetumultuouslysounded.Withagratingrush,thethreelinesflewroundtheloggerheadswithsuchaforceastogougedeepgroovesinthem;whilesofearfulweretheharpooneersthatthisrapidsoundingwouldsoonexhaustthelines,thatusingalltheirdexterousmight,theycaughtrepeatedsmokingturnswiththeropetoholdon;tillatlast—owingtotheperpendicularstrainfromthelead-linedchocksoftheboat,whencethethreeropeswentstraightdownintotheblue—thegunwalesofthebowswerealmostevenwiththewater,whilethethreesternstiltedhighintheair.Andthewhalesoonceasingtosound,forsometimetheyremainedinthatattitude,fearfulofexpendingmoreline,thoughthepositionwasalittleticklish.Butthoughboatshavebeentakendownandlostinthisway,yetitisthis"holdingon,"asitiscalled;thishookingupbythesharpbarbsofhislivefleshfromtheback;thisitisthatoftentormentstheLeviathanintosoonrisingagaintomeetthesharplanceofhisfoes.

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