Herman MelvilleMacmillan, 1926 - 200 psl. |
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able admiration Ahab already American beauty becomes boat born brief called captain chapter character chief clear Confidence-Man crew cries death Dick doubt early England English escape experience expression eyes fact father feel followed genius hand Hawthorne head heart Herman Melville human imagination island Jacket land later leaving less letter light living look lost Mardi Melville Melville's mind Moby-Dick Mocha months mother narrative native natural needs never once passages passed passion perhaps phrase Pierre poems present prose published readers record Redburn reference relation reveal sailed sailor says scene seemed seen ship shows simple soon soul speaks spirit story strange suggests tell things thought tion touch true truth turned Typee verse voyage whale White whole writing written wrote York young
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92 psl. - And we Americans are the peculiar, chosen people - the Israel of our time; we bear the ark of the liberties of the world.
51 psl. - I am so pulled hither and thither by circumstances. The calm, the coolness, the silent grass-growing mood in which a man ought always to compose, — that, I fear, can seldom be mine.
54 psl. - What I feel most moved to write, that is banned,— it will not pay. Yet, altogether, write the other way I cannot. So the product is a final hash, and all my books are botches.
124 psl. - ... and so the bird of heaven, with archangelic shrieks, and his imperial beak thrust upwards, and his whole captive form folded in the flag of Ahab, went down with his ship, which, like Satan, would not sink to hell till she had dragged a living part of heaven along with her, and helmeted herself with it.
134 psl. - Billy stood facing aft. At the penultimate moment, his words, his only ones, words wholly unobstructed in the utterance, were these: "God bless Captain Vere!
56 psl. - His nose is straight and rather handsome, his mouth expressive of sensibility and emotion. He is tall, and erect, with an air free, brave and manly. When conversing, he is full of gesture and force, and loses himself in his subject. There is no grace, nor polish. Once in a while, his animation gives place to a singularly quiet expression...
124 psl. - Now small fowls flew screaming over the yet yawning gulf; a sullen white surf beat against its steep sides; then all collapsed, and the great shroud of the sea rolled on as it rolled five thousand years ago.
119 psl. - And eternal delight and deliciousness will be his, who coming to lay him down, can say with his final breath — O Father! — chiefly known to me by Thy rod — mortal or immortal, here I die. I have striven to be Thine, more than to be this world's, or mine own. Yet this is — n nothing; I leave eternity to Thee; for what is man that he should live out the lifetime of his God?
132 psl. - Contrary to the effect intended, these words so fatherly in tone, doubtless touching Billy's heart to the quick, prompted yet more violent efforts at utterance...
128 psl. - Is Ahab, Ahab? Is it I, God, or who, that lifts this arm? But if the great sun move not of himself; but is as an errand-boy in heaven; nor one single star can revolve, but by some invisible power; how then can this one small heart beat; this one small brain think thoughts; unless God does that beating, does that thinking, does that living, and not I.