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chapter-053		chapter-053			.txt	text/plain	1531	61	73	Days, weeks passed, and under easy sail, the ivory Pequod had slowly moonlight night, when all the waves rolled by like scrolls of silver; silence, not a solitude: on such a silent night a silvery jet was seen nights, it was his wont to mount to the main-mast head, and stand a of so many sails, made the buoyant, hovering deck to feel like air Ahab's face that night, you would have thought that in him also two glances shot, yet the silvery jet was no more seen that night. beckoning us on from before, the solitary jet would at times be In tempestuous times like these, after everything the ship by the perilous seas that burstingly broke over its bows, Few or no words were spoken; and the silent ship, as if manned by man's aspect, when one night going down into the cabin to mark how the	./cache/chapter-053.txt	./txt/chapter-053.txt