This is a list of all the questions and their associated study carrel identifiers. One can learn a lot of the "aboutness" of a text simply by reading the questions.
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chapter-007 | But who could show a cheek like Queequeg? |
chapter-009 | But what then? |
chapter-008 | Can Herr Alexander perform a feat like that? |
chapter-008 | Whence came they? |
chapter-008 | how planted upon this once scraggy scoria of a country? |
chapter-028 | What doom was his own father''s? |
chapter-028 | Where, in the bottomless deeps, could he find the torn limbs of his brother? |
chapter-002 | And pray, sir, what in the world is equal to it? |
chapter-002 | How far off? |
chapter-002 | Where away? |
chapter-002 | Do you see that whale now?" |
chapter-002 | Mr. Chace, what is the matter?" |
chapter-012 | And what do I wish that this Queequeg would do to me? |
chapter-012 | But what is worship? |
chapter-012 | How then could I unite with this wild idolator in worshipping his piece of wood? |
chapter-032 | How could one look at Ahab then, seated on that tripod of bones, without bethinking him of the royalty it symbolized? |
chapter-032 | What business have I with this pipe? |
chapter-025 | Know ye, now, Bulkington? |
chapter-025 | is all this agony so vain? |
chapter-024 | Is that the way they heave in the marchant service? |
chapter-024 | Captain Ahab is all ready-- just spoke to him-- nothing more to be got from shore, eh? |
chapter-036 | A problem? |
chapter-036 | Wherefore this difference? |
chapter-049 | Where- away? |
chapter-053 | Cape of Good Hope, do they call ye? |
chapter-043 | The subterranean miner that works in us all, how can one tell whither leads his shaft by the ever shifting, muffled sound of his pick? |
chapter-043 | What skiff in tow of a seventy- four can stand still? |
chapter-043 | Who does not feel the irresistible arm drag? |
chapter-027 | But the only thing to be considered here, is this-- what kind of oil is used at coronations? |
chapter-027 | Can it be, though, that they anoint it with a view of making its interior run well, as they anoint machinery? |
chapter-027 | How they use the salt, precisely-- who knows? |
chapter-027 | What then can it possibly be, but sperm oil in its unmanufactured, unpolluted state, the sweetest of all oils? |
chapter-015 | Hallo, you sir,cried the Captain, a gaunt rib of the sea, stalking up to Queequeg,"what in thunder do you mean by that? |
chapter-015 | Now,said Queequeg,"what you tink now,--Didn''t our people laugh?" |
chapter-015 | What him say? |
chapter-015 | Did n''t the people laugh?" |
chapter-015 | Do n''t you know you might have killed that chap?" |
chapter-015 | Was there ever such unconsciousness? |
chapter-039 | Dry heat upon my brow? |
chapter-039 | Is, then, the crown too heavy that I wear? |
chapter-039 | Swerve me? |
chapter-039 | Swerve me? |
chapter-062 | But why say more? |
chapter-004 | But go on, Ishmael, said I at last; do n''t you hear? |
chapter-004 | But what thinks Lazarus? |
chapter-004 | But"The Crossed Harpoons,"and"The Sword- Fish?" |
chapter-004 | Can he warm his blue hands by holding them up to the grand northern lights? |
chapter-004 | Where else but from Nantucket did those aboriginal whalemen, the Red- Men, first sally out in canoes to give chase to the Leviathan? |
chapter-004 | Would not Lazarus rather be in Sumatra than here? |
chapter-004 | go down to the fiery pit itself, in order to keep out this frost? |
chapter-004 | thought I, ha, as the flying particles almost choked me, are these ashes from that destroyed city, Gomorrah? |
chapter-034 | Will he( the leviathan) make a covenant with thee? chapter-034 How then? chapter-034 Nay; what thing, for example, is there in the Greenland whale''s anatomy more striking than his baleen? chapter-034 Next: how shall we define the whale, by his obvious externals, so as conspicuously to label him for all time to come? chapter-034 What then is the whale, which I include in the second species of my Folios? chapter-034 What then remains? chapter-045 Did you hear that noise, Cabaco? chapter-045 Take the bucket, will ye, Archy? chapter-045 did you hear that noise, Cabaco? chapter-045 have done, shipmate, will ye? chapter-045 what noise d''ye mean? chapter-054 Swim away from me, do ye?" |
chapter-054 | Have ye seen the White Whale?" |
chapter-054 | There is much in that sound to inspire proud feelings; but whereto does all that circumnavigation conduct? |
chapter-060 | Wherein differ the sea and the land, that a miracle upon one is not a miracle upon the other? |
chapter-041 | A brave stave that-- who calls? |
chapter-041 | Mr. Starbuck? |
chapter-041 | Well, Stubb, wise Stubb-- that''s my title-- well, Stubb, what of it, Stubb? |
chapter-041 | What''s my juicy little pear at home doing now? |
chapter-041 | Why so? |
chapter-082 | Under all these circumstances, would it be unreasonable to survey and map out the whale''s spine phrenologically? |
chapter-057 | As for the sign- painters''whales seen in the streets hanging over the shops of oil- dealers, what shall be said of them? |
chapter-057 | Of course, he never had the benefit of a whaling voyage( such men seldom have), but whence he derived that picture, who can tell? |
chapter-057 | What shall be said of these? |
chapter-057 | Where did Guido get the model of such a strange creature as that? |
chapter-055 | --the same way that whalers hail--"How many barrels?" |
chapter-055 | And as for Pirates, when they chance to cross each other''s cross- bones, the first hail is--"How many skulls?" |
chapter-055 | But what is a Gam? |
chapter-055 | What does the whaler do when she meets another whaler in any sort of decent weather? |
chapter-070 | The question is, what and where is the skin of the whale? |
chapter-070 | What would become of a Greenland whale, say, in those shuddering, icy seas of the north, if unsupplied with his cosy surtout? |
chapter-072 | Aye? chapter-072 That lively cry upon this deadly calm might almost convert a better man.--Where away?" |
chapter-072 | Do you not marvel, then, at Stubb''s boast, that he demanded but ten minutes to behead a sperm whale? |
chapter-073 | Can''st not read it? |
chapter-073 | Hast thou seen the White Whale? |
chapter-073 | Aye, aye it''s but a dim scrawl;--what''s this?" |
chapter-086 | What then remained? |
chapter-096 | If he cuts off one of his own toes, or one of his assistants'', would you be very much astonished? |
chapter-061 | What was it, Sir? |
chapter-061 | It seemed not a whale; and yet is this Moby Dick? |
chapter-047 | In fact, did you ever hear what might be called regular news direct or indirect from New Guinea? |
chapter-047 | King of Japan, whose lofty jet they say at times assumed the semblance of a snow- white cross against the sky? |
chapter-047 | Was not Saul of Tarsus converted from unbelief by a similar fright? |
chapter-047 | thou terror of all cruisers that crossed their wakes in the vicinity of the Tattoo Land? |
chapter-019 | He hain''t been a sittin''so all day, has he? |
chapter-019 | Queequeg,said I, going up to him,"Queequeg, what''s the matter with you?" |
chapter-019 | What''s the matter with you, young man? |
chapter-019 | What''s the matter with you? chapter-019 Has the poor lad a sister? chapter-019 Kill? chapter-019 There was Queequeg, now, certainly entertaining the most absurd notions about Yojo and his Ramadan;--but what of that? chapter-019 What''s that noise there? chapter-019 What''s the matter with you, shipmate? |
chapter-019 | cried I,"which way to it? |
chapter-019 | why do n''t you speak? |
chapter-084 | If I claim the demigod then, why not the prophet? |
chapter-084 | Was not this Vishnoo a whaleman, then? |
chapter-084 | What club but the whaleman''s can head off like that? |
chapter-084 | even as a man who rides a horse is called a horseman? |
chapter-088 | But if I know not even the tail of this whale, how understand his head? |
chapter-088 | much more, how comprehend his face, when face he has none? |
chapter-080 | But, peradventure, it may be sagaciously urged, how is this? |
chapter-080 | How many, think ye, have likewise fallen into Plato''s honey head, and sweetly perished there? |
chapter-080 | How will that help him; jamming that iron- bound bucket on top of his head? |
chapter-080 | Now, how had this noble rescue been accomplished? |
chapter-081 | But how? |
chapter-081 | Genius in the Sperm Whale? |
chapter-081 | Has the Sperm Whale ever written a book, spoken a speech? |
chapter-095 | But had Stubb really abandoned the poor little negro to his fate? |
chapter-095 | Snatching the boat- knife from its sheath, he suspended its sharp edge over the line, and turning towards Stubb, exclaimed interrogatively, cut? |
chapter-095 | who can tell it? |
chapter-078 | But clear Truth is a thing for salamander giants only to encounter; how small the chances for the provincials then? |
chapter-078 | What befel the weakling youth lifting the dread goddess''s veil at Lais? |
chapter-078 | When two large, loaded Indiamen chance to crowd and crush towards each other in the docks, what do the sailors do? |
chapter-031 | Am I a cannon- ball, Stubb,said Ahab,"that thou wouldst wad me that fashion? |
chapter-031 | Ai n''t that queer, now? |
chapter-031 | But how''s that? |
chapter-031 | By the Lord, I must have been dreaming, though-- How? |
chapter-031 | Stop, Stubb; somehow, now, I do n''t well know whether to go back and strike him, or-- what''s that?--down here on my knees and pray for him? |
chapter-031 | What the devil''s the matter with me? |
chapter-031 | Who''s made appointments with him in the hold? |
chapter-031 | did n''t he call me a dog? |
chapter-031 | how? |
chapter-031 | is he mad? |
chapter-051 | Ca n''t you twist that smaller? |
chapter-051 | I suppose then, that going plump on a flying whale with your sail set in a foggy squall is the height of a whaleman''s discretion?" |
chapter-103 | Did I say we had flip? |
chapter-103 | Flip? |
chapter-107 | But will any whaleman believe these stories? |
chapter-107 | DOES THE WHALE''S MAGNITUDE DIMINISH?--WILL HE PERISH? |
chapter-114 | Oh, Death, why canst thou not sometimes be timely? |
chapter-114 | Why tell the whole? |
chapter-071 | Are you a believer in ghosts, my friend? |
chapter-117 | Hast seen the White Whale? |
chapter-117 | Hast lost any men?" |
chapter-076 | How is it, then, with the whale? |
chapter-076 | Not at all.--Why then do you try to"enlarge"your mind? |
chapter-077 | Can you catch the expression of the Sperm Whale''s there? |
chapter-077 | Does not this whole head seem to speak of an enormous practical resolution in facing death? |
chapter-077 | is this the road that Jonah went? |
chapter-126 | Heading East at this hour in the morning, and the sun astern? |
chapter-026 | And who composed the first narrative of a whaling- voyage? |
chapter-026 | And who pronounced our glowing eulogy in Parliament? |
chapter-026 | How comes all this, if there be not something puissant in whaling? |
chapter-026 | No dignity in whaling? |
chapter-026 | No good blood in their veins? |
chapter-026 | The whale never figured in any grand imposing way? |
chapter-026 | The whale no famous author, and whaling no famous chronicler? |
chapter-026 | Whaling not respectable? |
chapter-026 | Who wrote the first account of our Leviathan? |
chapter-026 | Why did Britain between the years 1750 and 1788 pay to her whalemen in bounties upwards of 1,000,000? |
chapter-026 | Why did the Dutch in De Witt''s time have admirals of their whaling fleets? |
chapter-011 | ''I seek a passage in this ship to Tarshish; how soon sail ye, sir?'' |
chapter-011 | ''No sooner, sir?'' |
chapter-011 | ''What is thine occupation? |
chapter-011 | ''Who''s there?'' |
chapter-011 | And what was that, shipmates? |
chapter-011 | And where is Cadiz, shipmates? |
chapter-011 | But what is this lesson that the book of Jonah teaches? |
chapter-011 | Fear him, O Jonah? |
chapter-011 | Is not the main- truck higher than the kelson is low? |
chapter-011 | See ye not then, shipmates, that Jonah sought to flee world- wide from God? |
chapter-011 | Thy country? |
chapter-011 | What people?'' |
chapter-011 | Whence comest thou? |
chapter-011 | Yet this is nothing; I leave eternity to Thee; for what is man that he should live out the lifetime of his God?" |
chapter-011 | cries the Captain at his busy desk, hurriedly making out his papers for the Customs--''Who''s there?'' |
chapter-124 | What''s the use of thunder? |
chapter-098 | All ready there? chapter-098 what is the matter with me? chapter-085 But was there no other way for the whale to land the prophet within that short distance of Nineveh? chapter-085 How is that? chapter-017 A clam for supper? |
chapter-017 | But look, Queequeg, ai n''t that a live eel in your bowl? chapter-017 Clam or Cod?" |
chapter-017 | Queequeg,said I,"do you think that we can make out a supper for us both on one clam?" |
chapter-017 | What''s that about Cods, ma''am? |
chapter-017 | Why not? |
chapter-017 | Are these last throwing out oblique hints touching Tophet? |
chapter-017 | But the chowder; clam or cod to- morrow for breakfast, men?" |
chapter-017 | Hussey?" |
chapter-017 | We resumed business; and while plying our spoons in the bowl, thinks I to myself, I wonder now if this here has any effect on the head? |
chapter-017 | What''s that stultifying saying about chowder- headed people? |
chapter-017 | Where''s your harpoon?" |
chapter-017 | said I;"every true whaleman sleeps with his harpoon-- but why not?" |
chapter-017 | says I;"but that''s a rather cold and clammy reception in the winter time, ai n''t it, Mrs Hussey?" |
chapter-105 | Think you not then that brains, like yoked cattle, should be put to this leviathan, to make him at all budge to any landsman''s imagination? |
chapter-089 | What ails ye, man? |
chapter-089 | But how now? |
chapter-089 | Who struck? |
chapter-089 | does his crew drink air? |
chapter-089 | in this zoned quest, does Ahab touch no land? |
chapter-003 | Are the green fields gone? |
chapter-003 | But being paid,--what will compare with it? |
chapter-003 | How then is this? |
chapter-003 | Tell me, does the magnetic virtue of the needles of the compasses of all those ships attract them thither? |
chapter-003 | Were Niagara but a cataract of sand, would you travel your thousand miles to see it? |
chapter-003 | What do they here? |
chapter-003 | What does that indignity amount to, weighed, I mean, in the scales of the New Testament? |
chapter-003 | What is the chief element he employs? |
chapter-003 | What of it, if some old hunks of a sea- captain orders me to get a broom and sweep down the decks? |
chapter-003 | Who ai nt a slave? |
chapter-003 | Why did the Greeks give it a separate deity, and own brother of Jove? |
chapter-003 | Why did the old Persians hold the sea holy? |
chapter-003 | Why is almost every robust healthy boy with a robust healthy soul in him, at some time or other crazy to go to sea? |
chapter-120 | Or canst thou tell where some other thing besides me is this moment living? |
chapter-120 | Where is Moby Dick? |
chapter-120 | thou tellest me truly where I am-- but canst thou cast the least hint where I shall be? |
chapter-094 | Now how did this odious stigma originate? |
chapter-094 | Now that the incorruption of this most fragrant ambergris should be found in the heart of such decay; is this nothing? |
chapter-094 | What then shall I liken the Sperm Whale to for fragrance, considering his magnitude? |
chapter-067 | And what do you pick your teeth with, after devouring that fat goose? |
chapter-067 | And with what quill did the Secretary of the Society for the Suppression of Cruelty to Ganders formally indite his circulars? |
chapter-067 | But Stubb, he eats the whale by its own light, does he? |
chapter-067 | Cannibals? |
chapter-067 | Does not that sight take a tooth out of the cannibal''s jaw? |
chapter-067 | and that is adding insult to injury, is it? |
chapter-067 | who is not a cannibal? |
chapter-106 | How, then, with me, writing of this Leviathan? |
chapter-106 | Who can show a pedigree like Leviathan? |
chapter-116 | In what rapt ether sails the world, of which the weariest will never weary? |
chapter-116 | Where is the foundling''s father hidden? |
chapter-116 | Where lies the final harbor, whence we unmoor no more? |
chapter-112 | But if the currents carry ye to those sweet Antilles where the beaches are only beat with water- lilies, will ye do one little errand for me? |
chapter-112 | Ho, where''s his harpoon? |
chapter-112 | Where go ye now? |
chapter-112 | will ye never have done with all this weary roving? |
chapter-020 | Do tell, now,cried Bildad,"is this Philistine a regular member of Deacon Deuteronomy''s meeting? |
chapter-020 | How long hath he been a member? |
chapter-020 | What do you mean by that, Captain Peleg? |
chapter-020 | Death and the judgment then? |
chapter-020 | I say, Quohog, or whatever your name is, did you ever stand in the head of a whale- boat? |
chapter-020 | I say, tell Quohog there-- what''s that you call him? |
chapter-020 | Son of darkness,"he added, turning to Queequeg,"art thou at present in communion with any christian church?" |
chapter-020 | Think of Death and the Judgment then? |
chapter-020 | What church dost thee mean? |
chapter-020 | What? |
chapter-020 | You see him? |
chapter-020 | did you ever strike a fish?" |
chapter-020 | dost thou sign thy name or make thy mark?" |
chapter-020 | that worships in Deacon Deuteronomy Coleman''s meeting- house?" |
chapter-092 | But the duke had nothing to do with taking this fish? |
chapter-092 | Is the Duke so very poor as to be forced to this desperate mode of getting a livelihood? |
chapter-092 | Please, sir, who is the Lord Warden? |
chapter-092 | Wo n''t the Duke be content with a quarter or a half? |
chapter-092 | But is the Queen a mermaid, to be presented with a tail? |
chapter-092 | But why should the King have the head, and the Queen the tail? |
chapter-092 | Is this the still militant old man, standing at the corners of the three kingdoms, on all hands coercing alms of beggars? |
chapter-087 | But then again, what has the whale to say? |
chapter-087 | But what does he want of them? |
chapter-087 | But why pester one with all this reasoning on the subject? |
chapter-087 | How is this? |
chapter-087 | Now, why should the whale thus insist upon having his spoutings out, unless it be to replenish his reservoir of air, ere descending for good? |
chapter-087 | You have seen him spout; then declare what the spout is; can you not tell water from air? |
chapter-119 | And what was that saying about thyself? |
chapter-119 | And when thou art so gone before-- if that ever befall-- then ere I can follow, thou must still appear to me, to pilot me still?--Was it not so? chapter-119 And who are hearsed that die on the sea?" |
chapter-119 | Of the hearses? chapter-119 Have I not said, old man, that neither hearse nor coffin can be thine? |
chapter-131 | Jumped from a whale- boat once;--seen him? |
chapter-131 | What? |
chapter-131 | Who''s seen Pip? |
chapter-131 | what''s this? |
chapter-133 | Hast killed him? |
chapter-133 | Hast seen the White Whale? |
chapter-133 | Then turning to his crew--"Are ye ready there? |
chapter-042 | Damn me, wo n''t you dance? |
chapter-042 | Eh, Pagan? |
chapter-042 | Form, now, Indian- file, and gallop into the double- shuffle? |
chapter-042 | How then, if so be transplanted to yon sky? |
chapter-042 | Jollies? |
chapter-042 | Me too; where''s your girls? |
chapter-042 | No? |
chapter-042 | What of that? |
chapter-042 | What say ye? |
chapter-042 | What''s that I saw-- lightning? |
chapter-042 | White squalls? |
chapter-042 | Who but a fool would take his left hand by his right, and say to himself, how d''ye do? |
chapter-042 | Who''d go climbing after chestnuts now? |
chapter-042 | Why then, God, mad''st thou the ring? |
chapter-042 | d''ye hear, bell- boy? |
chapter-122 | Sir?--in God''s name!--sir? |
chapter-122 | Shall I get them inboard?" |
chapter-122 | Shall I strike it, sir?" |
chapter-122 | Shall I strike that? |
chapter-104 | Aye, priests-- well, how long do ye make him, then? |
chapter-104 | But how now, Ishmael? |
chapter-104 | Can you land a full- grown whale on your deck for examination, as a cook dishes a roast- pig? |
chapter-104 | How is it, that you, a mere oarsman in the fishery, pretend to know aught about the subterranean parts of the whale? |
chapter-104 | Think you I let that chance go, without using my boat- hatchet and jack- knife, and breaking the seal and reading all the contents of that young cub? |
chapter-104 | unseen weaver!--pause!--one word!--whither flows the fabric? |
chapter-104 | what palace may it deck? |
chapter-104 | wherefore all these ceaseless toilings? |
chapter-111 | Up Burtons and break out? chapter-111 What will the owners say, sir?" |
chapter-111 | Who''s there? |
chapter-111 | Now that we are nearing Japan; heave- to here for a week to tinker a parcel of old hoops?" |
chapter-111 | Owners, owners? |
chapter-111 | Shall we not understand each other better than hitherto, Captain Ahab?" |
chapter-111 | What cares Ahab? |
chapter-111 | Yet I do n''t stop to plug my leak; for who can find it in the deep- loaded hull; or how hope to plug it, even if found, in this life''s howling gale? |
chapter-023 | Ai nt going aboard, then? |
chapter-023 | Aye, aye, ye are going in her, be ye? chapter-023 Find who?" |
chapter-023 | Going aboard? |
chapter-023 | Shipped men,answered I,"when does she sail?" |
chapter-023 | Those sailors we saw, Queequeg, where can they have gone to? |
chapter-023 | What Captain?--Ahab? |
chapter-023 | What''s that for, Queequeg? |
chapter-023 | Who but him indeed? |
chapter-023 | Ye be, be ye? chapter-023 Yes, we are,"said I,"but what business is that of yours? |
chapter-023 | Coming back afore breakfast?" |
chapter-023 | Do you know, Mr. Elijah, that I consider you a little impertinent?" |
chapter-023 | I was going to warn ye against-- but never mind, never mind-- it''s all one, all in the family too;--sharp frost this morning, ai n''t it? |
chapter-023 | Once more we quitted him; but once more he came softly after us; and touching my shoulder again, said,"See if you can find''em now, will ye?" |
chapter-023 | he breathed at last,"who be ye smokers?" |
chapter-023 | said I,"call that his face? |
chapter-050 | Captain Ahab? |
chapter-050 | Lower away then; d''ye hear? |
chapter-050 | Why do n''t you break your backbones, my boys? chapter-050 And did n''t I tell Cabaco here of it? chapter-050 But what the devil are you hurrying about? chapter-050 Did n''t I hear''em in the hold? chapter-050 Fits? chapter-050 Pull, will ye? chapter-050 Those chaps in yonder boat? chapter-050 What is it you stare at? chapter-050 What say ye, Cabaco? chapter-050 Why do n''t you snap your oars, you rascals? chapter-050 Will you mount? |
chapter-050 | pull, ca n''t ye? |
chapter-050 | pull, wo n''t ye? |
chapter-033 | What d''ye think of that now, Flask? chapter-033 ''And what business is that of yours, I should like to know, Mr. Humpback? chapter-033 ''Halloa,''says I,''what''s the matter now, old fellow?'' chapter-033 ''Very good,''says he--''he used his ivory leg, did n''t he?'' chapter-033 ''Well then,''says he,''wise Stubb, what have you to complain of? chapter-033 ''What am I about?'' chapter-033 ''What are you''bout?'' chapter-033 ''Why,''thinks I,''what''s the row? chapter-033 A white whale-- did ye mark that, man? chapter-033 Captain Ahab kicked ye, did n''t he?'' chapter-033 D''ye see Ahab standing there, sideways looking over the stern? chapter-033 Did n''t he kick with right good will? chapter-033 Do n''t you see that pyramid?'' chapter-033 Do you want a kick?'' chapter-033 Now, what do you think of that dream, Flask? |
chapter-033 | ai n''t there a small drop of something queer about that, eh? |
chapter-033 | it was n''t a common pitch pine leg he kicked with, was it? |
chapter-033 | what''s that he shouts? |
chapter-130 | Hast seen the White Whale? |
chapter-130 | How was it? |
chapter-130 | Have ye seen a whale- boat adrift?" |
chapter-130 | I take back the coat and watch-- what says Ahab? |
chapter-130 | Who ever heard of two pious whale- ships cruising after one missing whale- boat in the height of the whaling season? |
chapter-021 | About what? |
chapter-021 | All about it, eh-- sure you do?--all? |
chapter-021 | Anything down there about your souls? |
chapter-021 | Have ye shipped in her? |
chapter-021 | What are you jabbering about, shipmate? |
chapter-021 | What did they tell you about him? chapter-021 What do you know about him?" |
chapter-021 | Who''s Old Thunder? |
chapter-021 | Ye said true-- ye hav''n''t seen Old Thunder yet, have ye? |
chapter-021 | But stop, tell me your name, will you?" |
chapter-021 | Did n''t ye hear a word about them matters and something more, eh? |
chapter-021 | Names down on the papers? |
chapter-021 | No, I do n''t think ye did; how could ye? |
chapter-021 | Nothing about the silver calabash he spat into? |
chapter-021 | THE PROPHET"Shipmates, have ye shipped in that ship?" |
chapter-021 | Who knows it? |
chapter-021 | Ye hav''n''t seen him yet, have ye?" |
chapter-021 | the captain of our ship, the Pequod?" |
chapter-128 | And shall I caulk the seams, sir? |
chapter-128 | And shall I nail down the lid, sir? |
chapter-128 | And shall I then pay over the same with pitch, sir? |
chapter-128 | Are all my pains to go for nothing with that coffin? |
chapter-128 | Dost thou hear me? |
chapter-128 | I''ll have me-- let''s see-- how many in the ship''s company, all told? |
chapter-128 | Were ever such things done before with a coffin? |
chapter-128 | What possesses thee to this? |
chapter-005 | Broke,said I--"broke, do you mean?" |
chapter-005 | But avast,he added, tapping his forehead,"you haint no objections to sharing a harpooneer''s blanket, have ye? |
chapter-005 | Ca n''t sell his head?--What sort of a bamboozingly story is this you are telling me? |
chapter-005 | Landlord,I whispered,"that ai nt the harpooneer, is it?" |
chapter-005 | Stop your grinning,shouted I,"and why did n''t you tell me that that infernal harpooneer was a cannibal?" |
chapter-005 | Where is that harpooneer? chapter-005 Who- e debel you?" |
chapter-005 | With heads to be sure; ai n''t there too many heads in the world? |
chapter-005 | With what? |
chapter-005 | But could it be possible that any sober harpooneer would get into a door mat, and parade the streets of any Christian town in that sort of guise? |
chapter-005 | But stop; does it not bear a faint resemblance to a gigantic fish? |
chapter-005 | But what is this on the chest? |
chapter-005 | Is he here?" |
chapter-005 | Queequeg, look here-- you sabbee me, I sabbee you-- this man sleepe you-- you sabbee?" |
chapter-005 | Supper?--you want supper? |
chapter-005 | Suppose now, he should tumble in upon me at midnight-- how could I tell from what vile hole he had been coming? |
chapter-005 | even the great leviathan himself? |
chapter-005 | said I,"what sort of a chap is he-- does he always keep such late hours?" |
chapter-005 | where''s Bulkington?" |
chapter-044 | Bethink thee of the albatross, whence come those clouds of spiritual wonderment and pale dread, in which that white phantom sails in all imaginations? |
chapter-044 | But how had the mystic thing been caught? |
chapter-044 | But though without dissent this point be fixed, how is mortal man to account for it? |
chapter-044 | Why should this be so? |
chapter-044 | Wonder ye then at the fiery hunt? |
chapter-121 | Are they overboard? chapter-121 I do n''t half understand ye: what''s in the wind?" |
chapter-121 | I own thy speechless, placeless power; said I not so? chapter-121 Who''s there?" |
chapter-121 | But do they only have mercy on long faces?--have they no bowels for a laugh? |
chapter-121 | The javelins cease; open eyes; see, or not? |
chapter-121 | how can you see better of a dark night than anybody else, never mind how foolish?" |
chapter-121 | now mark his boat there; where is that stove? |
chapter-121 | the very course he swung to this day noon? |
chapter-121 | what hast thou done with her? |
chapter-093 | A wooden rose- bud, eh? |
chapter-093 | Broke it? |
chapter-093 | But what are you holding yours for? |
chapter-093 | The White Whale-- a Sperm Whale-- Moby Dick, have ye seen him? |
chapter-093 | Well, then, my Bouton- de- Rose- bud, have you seen the White Whale? |
chapter-093 | What in the devil''s name do you want here? |
chapter-093 | What now? |
chapter-093 | What now? |
chapter-093 | What shall I say to him first? |
chapter-093 | What whale? |
chapter-093 | What''s the matter with your nose, there? |
chapter-093 | Air rather gardenny, I should say; throw us a bunch of posies, will ye, Bouton- de- Rose?" |
chapter-093 | But joking aside, though; do you know, Rose- bud, that it''s all nonsense trying to get any oil out of such whales? |
chapter-093 | Fine day, ai nt it? |
chapter-093 | are there any of you Bouton- de- Roses that speak English?" |
chapter-093 | keep cool-- cool? |
chapter-093 | yes, that''s the word; why do n''t you pack those whales in ice while you''re working at''em? |
chapter-074 | Aye, aye, steward,cried Stubb,"we''ll teach you to drug a harpooneer; none of your apothecary''s medicine here; you want to poison us, do ye? |
chapter-074 | Ginger? chapter-074 Are you not the precious image of each and all of us men in this whaling world? chapter-074 But how did so clumsy and weighty a mass as that same hook get fixed in that hole? chapter-074 Do I smell ginger? |
chapter-074 | Is the steward an apothecary, sir? |
chapter-074 | Some hot Cognac? |
chapter-074 | Then standing as if incredulous for a while, he calmly walked towards the astonished steward slowly saying,"Ginger? |
chapter-074 | What were you about saying, sir?" |
chapter-074 | You have got out insurances on our lives and want to murder us all, and pocket the proceeds, do ye?" |
chapter-074 | and may I ask whether this is the sort of bitters by which he blows back the life into a half- drowned man?" |
chapter-074 | and will you have the goodness to tell me, Mr. Dough- Boy, where lies the virtue of ginger? |
chapter-074 | ginger? |
chapter-074 | is ginger the sort of fuel you use, Dough- boy, to kindle a fire in this shivering cannibal? |
chapter-115 | And I suppose thou can''st smoothe almost any seams and dents; never mind how hard the metal, blacksmith? |
chapter-115 | And can''st thou make it all smooth, again, blacksmith, after such hard usage as it had? |
chapter-115 | Are these thy Mother Carey''s chickens, Perth? chapter-115 Horse- shoe stubbs, sir? |
chapter-115 | What''s that bunch of lucifers dodging about there for? |
chapter-115 | Would''st thou brand me, Perth? |
chapter-115 | Can''st thou smoothe this seam?" |
chapter-115 | Do the heavens yet hate thee, that thou can''st not go mad?--What wert thou making there?" |
chapter-115 | How can''st thou endure without being mad? |
chapter-115 | Is not this harpoon for the White Whale?" |
chapter-115 | Said I not all seams and dents but one?" |
chapter-115 | Thou should''st go mad, blacksmith; say, why dost thou not go mad? |
chapter-115 | Will ye give me as much blood as will cover this barb?" |
chapter-115 | wincing for a moment with the pain;"have I been but forging my own branding- iron, then?" |
chapter-136 | D''ye see him? |
chapter-136 | Sir? |
chapter-136 | Why sing ye not out for him, if ye see him? |
chapter-136 | Believe ye, men, in the things called omens? |
chapter-136 | D''ye feel brave men, brave?" |
chapter-136 | Gone?--gone? |
chapter-136 | Shall we be dragged by him to the bottom of the sea? |
chapter-136 | Shall we be towed by him to the infernal world? |
chapter-136 | how valiantly I seek to drive out of others''hearts what''s clinched so fast in mine!--The Parsee-- the Parsee!--gone, gone? |
chapter-136 | my line? |
chapter-136 | which way?" |
chapter-135 | And did none of ye see it before? |
chapter-135 | How heading when last seen? |
chapter-135 | Lay it before me;--any missing men? |
chapter-135 | Omen? chapter-135 The harpoon,"said Ahab, half way rising, and draggingly leaning on one bended arm--"is it safe?" |
chapter-135 | What d''ye see? |
chapter-135 | What soulless thing is this that laughs before a wreck? chapter-135 All ready the boats there? chapter-135 Cold, cold-- I shiver!--How now? chapter-135 D''ye see him? chapter-135 D''ye see him? |
chapter-101 | Ai n''t I a crow? |
chapter-101 | And what''s the horse- shoe sign? |
chapter-101 | And where''s the scare- crow? |
chapter-101 | But, unscrew your navel, and what''s the consequence? |
chapter-101 | How did it get there? |
chapter-101 | Now, in what sign will the sun then be? |
chapter-101 | Signs and wonders, eh? |
chapter-101 | So, what''s all this staring been about? |
chapter-101 | What does he say, with that look of his? |
chapter-101 | What says the Cannibal? |
chapter-101 | What then should there be in this doubloon of the Equator that is so killing wonderful? |
chapter-125 | But how fair? |
chapter-125 | Does he not say he will not strike his spars to any gale? |
chapter-125 | Great God forbid!--But is there no other way? |
chapter-125 | Great God, where art thou? |
chapter-125 | Has he not dashed his heavenly quadrant? |
chapter-125 | Loaded? |
chapter-125 | Shall I? |
chapter-125 | Sleeping? |
chapter-125 | What, then, remains? |
chapter-125 | and in these same perilous seas, gropes he not his way by mere dead reckoning of the error- abounding log? |
chapter-125 | and in this very Typhoon, did he not swear that he would have no lightning- rods? |
chapter-125 | hope to wrest this old man''s living power from his own living hands? |
chapter-125 | is he muttering in his sleep? |
chapter-125 | no lawful way?--Make him a prisoner to be taken home? |
chapter-110 | Canst thou not drive that old Adam away? |
chapter-110 | Carpenter? |
chapter-110 | In thy most solitary hours, then, dost thou not fear eavesdroppers? |
chapter-110 | Is''t a riddle? |
chapter-110 | Look ye, pudding- heads should never grant premises.--How long before this leg is done? |
chapter-110 | May I humbly ask if it be really so, sir? |
chapter-110 | Now, what''s he speaking about, and who''s he speaking to, I should like to know? |
chapter-110 | Shall I keep standing here? |
chapter-110 | Sir? |
chapter-110 | Sir?--Clay? |
chapter-110 | That''s it, hey? |
chapter-110 | What art thou sneezing about? |
chapter-110 | What art thou thrusting that thief- catcher into my face for, man? |
chapter-110 | What was that now about one leg standing in three places, and all three places standing in one hell-- how was that? |
chapter-110 | What''s Prometheus about there?--the blacksmith, I mean-- what''s he about? |
chapter-110 | clay, sir? |
chapter-127 | And who art thou, boy? chapter-127 In the Isle of Man, hey? |
chapter-127 | Pip? chapter-127 What''s that? |
chapter-127 | What''s this? chapter-127 Ha, Pip? chapter-127 Here''s a man from Man; a man born in once independent Man, and now unmanned of Man; which is sucked in-- by what? chapter-127 Long heat and wet, have they spoiled thee? chapter-127 Mend it, eh? chapter-127 Where sayest thou Pip was, boy? |
chapter-127 | Where wert thou born?" |
chapter-127 | Who art thou, boy?" |
chapter-127 | Who''s seen Pip the coward?" |
chapter-127 | come to help; eh, Pip?" |
chapter-127 | whom call ye Pip? |
chapter-134 | But do I look very old, so very, very old, Starbuck? |
chapter-134 | Is Ahab, Ahab? |
chapter-134 | Is it I, God, or who, that lifts this arm? |
chapter-134 | Sleep? |
chapter-134 | Sleeping? |
chapter-134 | Who''s to doom, when the judge himself is dragged to the bar? |
chapter-134 | Why this strife of the chase? |
chapter-134 | bitter, biting mockery of grey hairs, have I lived enough joy to wear ye; and seem and feel thus intolerably old? |
chapter-134 | how the richer or better is Ahab now? |
chapter-134 | is it not hard, that with this weary load I bear, one poor leg should have been snatched from under me? |
chapter-134 | who put it into him to chase and fang that flying- fish? |
chapter-134 | why weary, and palsy the arm at the oar, and the iron, and the lance? |
chapter-123 | Well, suppose I did? chapter-123 And how long ago is it since you said the very contrary? chapter-123 Do n''t you see, then, that for these extra risks the Marine Insurance companies have extra guarantees? chapter-123 Do n''t you see, you timber- head, that no harm can come to the holder of the rod, unless the mast is first struck? chapter-123 I say, just wring out my jacket skirts, will ye? chapter-123 I''ve part changed my flesh since that time, why not my mind? chapter-123 Stop, now; did n''t you say so? |
chapter-123 | These are your iron fists, hey? |
chapter-123 | What are you talking about, then? |
chapter-123 | What then? |
chapter-123 | Why do n''t ye be sensible, Flask? |
chapter-123 | it''s easy to be sensible; why do n''t ye, then? |
chapter-038 | And has he a curious spout,too, said Daggoo,"very bushy, even for a parmacetty, and mighty quick, Captain Ahab?" |
chapter-038 | And what do ye next, men? |
chapter-038 | And what tune is it ye pull to, men? |
chapter-038 | Captain Ahab, I have heard of Moby Dick-- but it was not Moby Dick that took off thy leg? |
chapter-038 | D''ye mark him, Flask? |
chapter-038 | Do ye know the white whale then, Tash? |
chapter-038 | Does he fan- tail a little curious, sir, before he goes down? |
chapter-038 | He smites his chest,whispered Stubb,"what''s that for? |
chapter-038 | Moby Dick? |
chapter-038 | Who told thee that? |
chapter-038 | And what is it? |
chapter-038 | Are they not one and all with Ahab, in this matter of the whale? |
chapter-038 | But what''s this long face about, Mr. Starbuck; wilt thou not chase the white whale? |
chapter-038 | D''ye see it? |
chapter-038 | Disdain the task? |
chapter-038 | From this one poor hunt, then, the best lance out of all Nantucket, surely he will not hang back, when every foremast- hand has clutched a whetstone? |
chapter-038 | How can the prisoner reach outside except by thrusting through the wall? |
chapter-038 | How many barrels will thy vengeance yield thee even if thou gettest it, Captain Ahab? |
chapter-038 | Vehemently pausing, he cried:--"What do ye do when ye see a whale, men?" |
chapter-038 | What is it more? |
chapter-038 | What say ye, men, will ye splice hands on it, now? |
chapter-038 | What, when the great Pope washes the feet of beggars, using his tiara for ewer? |
chapter-038 | Who''s over me? |
chapter-038 | art not game for Moby Dick?" |
chapter-038 | boy, come back? |
chapter-038 | d''ye see this Spanish ounce of gold?" |
chapter-038 | know ye not the goblet end? |
chapter-038 | why stay ye not when ye come? |
chapter-129 | Art not thou the leg- maker? |
chapter-129 | But art thou not also the undertaker? |
chapter-129 | Do I sing? |
chapter-129 | Does it go further? |
chapter-129 | Dost thou never? |
chapter-129 | Dost thou spin thy own shroud out of thyself? |
chapter-129 | Faith, sir, I''ve---- Faith? |
chapter-129 | Hark ye, dost thou not ever sing working about a coffin? |
chapter-129 | Hast thou ever helped carry a bier, and heard the coffin knock against the churchyard gate, going in? |
chapter-129 | I believe it did, sir; does the ferrule stand, sir? |
chapter-129 | I was about to say, sir, that---- Art thou a silk- worm? |
chapter-129 | Look, did not this stump come from thy shop? |
chapter-129 | Sing, sir? |
chapter-129 | Sir? |
chapter-129 | The hatchway? |
chapter-129 | What things real are there, but imponderable thoughts? |
chapter-129 | What''s here? |
chapter-129 | What''s that? |
chapter-129 | Will ye never have done, Carpenter, with that accursed sound? |
chapter-102 | And he took that arm off, did he? |
chapter-102 | Aye, he was the cause of it, at least; and that leg, too? |
chapter-102 | But could not fasten? |
chapter-102 | Did n''t want to try to: ai n''t one limb enough? chapter-102 Did''st thou cross his wake again?" |
chapter-102 | Hast seen the White Whale? |
chapter-102 | See you this? |
chapter-102 | Spin me the yarn,said Ahab;"how was it?" |
chapter-102 | What became of the White Whale? |
chapter-102 | What''s the matter? chapter-102 Hast seen the White Whale? |
chapter-102 | He was heading east, I think.--Is your Captain crazy?" |
chapter-102 | How long since thou saw''st him last? |
chapter-102 | What should I do without this other arm? |
chapter-102 | Where did''st thou see the White Whale?--how long ago?" |
chapter-102 | Which way heading?" |
chapter-102 | Which way heading?" |
chapter-102 | was there ever such another Bunger in the watery world? |
chapter-102 | why do n''t ye? |
chapter-083 | Hold on, hold on, wo n''t ye? |
chapter-083 | Knife? chapter-083 What has he in his hand there?" |
chapter-083 | Who''s got some paregoric? |
chapter-083 | And when? |
chapter-083 | Are ye going to let that rascal beat ye? |
chapter-083 | Come, why do n''t some of ye burst a blood- vessel? |
chapter-083 | Do n''t ye love sperm? |
chapter-083 | Do ye love brandy? |
chapter-083 | Is this the creature of whom it was once so triumphantly said--"Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? |
chapter-083 | It''s the first foul wind I ever knew to blow from astern; but look, did ever whale yaw so before? |
chapter-083 | Suspended? |
chapter-083 | The bank of England!--Oh, do, do, do!--What''s that Yarman about now?" |
chapter-083 | The short and long of it is, men, will ye spit fire or not?" |
chapter-083 | This the creature? |
chapter-083 | What d''ye say, Tashtego; are you the man to snap your spine in two- and- twenty pieces for the honor of old Gay- head? |
chapter-083 | What d''ye say?" |
chapter-083 | Who had darted that stone lance? |
chapter-083 | and to what? |
chapter-083 | or his head with fish- spears? |
chapter-083 | this he? |
chapter-018 | And what dost thou want of Captain Ahab? chapter-018 Bildad,"cried Captain Peleg,"at it again, Bildad, eh? |
chapter-018 | But what takes thee a- whaling? chapter-018 Captain Peleg,"said I,"I have a friend with me who wants to ship too-- shall I bring him down to- morrow?" |
chapter-018 | Dost know nothing at all about whaling, I dare say-- eh? |
chapter-018 | Dost thee? |
chapter-018 | Has he ever whaled it any? |
chapter-018 | Is this the Captain of the Pequod? |
chapter-018 | Supposing it be the Captain of the Pequod, what dost thou want of him? |
chapter-018 | Thou wast, wast thou? chapter-018 Want to see what whaling is, eh? |
chapter-018 | Well, what dost thou think then of seeing the world? chapter-018 Well, what''s the report? |
chapter-018 | What do ye think of him,Bildad? |
chapter-018 | What do you mean, sir? chapter-018 What lay does he want?" |
chapter-018 | Who is Captain Ahab, sir? |
chapter-018 | Ca n''t ye see the world where you stand?" |
chapter-018 | Do ye wish to go round Cape Horn to see any more of it, eh? |
chapter-018 | Have ye clapped eye on Captain Ahab?" |
chapter-018 | How far ye got, Bildad?" |
chapter-018 | I have given thee a hint about what whaling is; do ye yet feel inclined for it?" |
chapter-018 | I see thou are no Nantucketer-- ever been in a stove boat?" |
chapter-018 | Now then, my young man, Ishmael''s thy name, did n''t ye say? |
chapter-018 | Now then, thou not only wantest to go a- whaling, to find out by experience what whaling is, but ye also want to go in order to see the world? |
chapter-018 | Now, art thou the man to pitch a harpoon down a live whale''s throat, and then jump after it? |
chapter-018 | Sure, ye''ve been to sea before now; sure of that?" |
chapter-018 | Think of that; by that sweet girl that old man has a child: hold ye then there can be any utter, hopeless harm in Ahab? |
chapter-018 | Was not that what ye said? |
chapter-018 | Was the other one lost by a whale?" |
chapter-018 | When that wicked king was slain, the dogs, did they not lick his blood?" |
chapter-018 | said Peleg when I came back; what did ye see?" |
chapter-066 | And have you lived in this world hard upon one hundred years, cook, and do n''t know yet how to cook a whale- steak? |
chapter-066 | Come back, cook;--here, hand me those tongs;--now take that bit of steak there, and tell me if you think that steak cooked as it should be? chapter-066 Cook, cook!--where''s that old Fleece?" |
chapter-066 | Cook,said Stubb, rapidly lifting a rather reddish morsel to his mouth,"do n''t you think this steak is rather overdone? |
chapter-066 | Cook,said Stubb, squaring himself once more;"do you belong to the church?" |
chapter-066 | Did n''t I say de Roanoke country? |
chapter-066 | Fetch him? chapter-066 So, then, you expect to go up into our main- top, do you, cook, when you are dead? |
chapter-066 | Well then, cook; you see this whale- steak of yours was so very bad, that I have put it out of sight as soon as possible; you see that, do n''t you? chapter-066 Where do you expect to go to, cook?" |
chapter-066 | Where were you born, cook? |
chapter-066 | Who dat? chapter-066 And fetch him where? |
chapter-066 | And yet you come here, and tell me such a dreadful lie as you did just now, eh?" |
chapter-066 | But I want to know what country you were born in, cook?" |
chapter-066 | But do n''t you know the higher you climb, the colder it gets? |
chapter-066 | D''ye hear? |
chapter-066 | Do n''t I always say that to be good, a whale- steak must be tough? |
chapter-066 | Do ye hear? |
chapter-066 | Hold the steak in one hand, and show a live coal to it with the other; that done, dish it; d''ye hear? |
chapter-066 | How old are you, cook?" |
chapter-066 | How you tink to hear,''spose you keep up such a dam slappin''and bitin''dare?" |
chapter-066 | How? |
chapter-066 | In a coach and four, as they fetched Elijah? |
chapter-066 | In the first place, how old are you, cook?" |
chapter-066 | Is not one shark dood right as toder to dat whale? |
chapter-066 | Main- top, eh?" |
chapter-066 | Now what''s your answer?" |
chapter-066 | There are those sharks now over the side, do n''t you see they prefer it tough and rare? |
chapter-066 | You hear? |
chapter-056 | ''Aye? chapter-056 ''Better turn to, now?'' |
chapter-056 | ''How? chapter-056 ''Is that a friar passing?'' |
chapter-056 | ''Is there a copy of the Holy Evangelists in the Golden Inn, gentlemen?'' chapter-056 ''Say ye so? |
chapter-056 | ''Shall we?'' chapter-056 ''Sink the ship?'' |
chapter-056 | ''Then I entreat you, tell me if to the best of your own convictions, this story is in substance really true? chapter-056 ''What are you making there?'' |
chapter-056 | ''What do you think? chapter-056 ''What do you want of me?'' |
chapter-056 | ''Where are you bound? chapter-056 ''Why not? |
chapter-056 | ''Will you be so good as to bring the priest also, Don?'' chapter-056 ''Will you promise not to touch us, if we do?'' |
chapter-056 | ****"''Are you through?'' |
chapter-056 | Did you get it from an unquestionable source? |
chapter-056 | Do you think he wo n''t do me a turn, when it''s to help himself in the end, shipmate?'' |
chapter-056 | Do you want to sink the ship, by knocking off at a time like this? |
chapter-056 | I go for it; but are you well advised? |
chapter-056 | Pardon: who and what are they?'' |
chapter-056 | Pray, what is a Lakeman, and where is Buffalo?'' |
chapter-056 | Shipmate, I have n''t enough twine,--have you any?'' |
chapter-056 | Sir sailor, but do whales have christenings? |
chapter-056 | What say ye, men?'' |
chapter-056 | Whom call you Moby Dick?'' |
chapter-056 | and for what are you bound?'' |
chapter-056 | what does it look like?'' |
chapter-056 | what''s that pump stopping for?'' |
chapter-091 | And concerning all these, is not Possession the whole of the law? |
chapter-091 | And what are you, reader, but a Loose- Fish and a Fast- Fish, too? |
chapter-091 | First: What is a Fast- Fish? |
chapter-091 | Is it not a saying in every one''s mouth, Possession is half of the law: that is, regardless of how the thing came into possession? |
chapter-091 | What Greece to the Turk? |
chapter-091 | What India to England? |
chapter-091 | What all men''s minds and opinions but Loose- Fish? |
chapter-091 | What are the Duke of Dunder''s hereditary towns and hamlets but Fast- Fish? |
chapter-091 | What are the Rights of Man and the Liberties of the World but Loose- Fish? |
chapter-091 | What are the sinews and souls of Russian serfs and Republican slaves but Fast- Fish, whereof possession is the whole of the law? |
chapter-091 | What at last will Mexico be to the United States? |
chapter-091 | What is the great globe itself but a Loose- Fish? |
chapter-091 | What is the principle of religious belief in them but a Loose- Fish? |
chapter-091 | What is yonder undetected villain''s marble mansion with a door- plate for a waif; what is that but a Fast- Fish? |
chapter-091 | What to that apostolic lancer, Brother Jonathan, is Texas but a Fast- Fish? |
chapter-091 | What to that redoubted harpooneer, John Bull, is poor Ireland, but a Fast- Fish? |
chapter-091 | What to the ostentatious smuggling verbalists are the thoughts of thinkers but Loose- Fish? |
chapter-091 | What to the rapacious landlord is the widow''s last mite but a Fast- Fish? |
chapter-091 | What was America in 1492 but a Loose- Fish, in which Columbus struck the Spanish standard by way of waifing it for his royal master and mistress? |
chapter-091 | What was Poland to the Czar? |
chapter-075 | Am I the same man that helped kill this whale? chapter-075 And what will you do with the tail, Stubb?" |
chapter-075 | Bargain?--about what? |
chapter-075 | Did n''t I tell you so? |
chapter-075 | Do I suppose it? chapter-075 Do with it? |
chapter-075 | Do you see that mainmast there? |
chapter-075 | Do you suppose Fedallah wants to kidnap Captain Ahab? |
chapter-075 | He sleeps in his boots, do n''t he? chapter-075 How old do you suppose Fedallah is, Stubb?" |
chapter-075 | Now, do you mean what you say, and have been saying all along, Stubb? |
chapter-075 | Suppose he should take it into his head to duck you, though-- yes, and drown you-- what then? |
chapter-075 | Three Spaniards? chapter-075 Wants with it?" |
chapter-075 | What''s the old man have so much to do with him for? |
chapter-075 | Why not? |
chapter-075 | ''What for?'' |
chapter-075 | Adventures of those three bloody- minded soldadoes? |
chapter-075 | And if the devil has a latch- key to get into the admiral''s cabin, do n''t you suppose he can crawl into a port- hole? |
chapter-075 | But look sharp-- aint you all ready there? |
chapter-075 | But now, tell me, Stubb, do you suppose that that devil you was speaking of just now, was the same you say is now on board the Pequod?" |
chapter-075 | Damn the devil, Flask; do you suppose I''m afraid of the devil? |
chapter-075 | Did ye read it there, Flask? |
chapter-075 | Did you ever notice how that tusk of his is a sort of carved into a snake''s head, Stubb?" |
chapter-075 | Did you ever see any parson a wearing mourning for the devil? |
chapter-075 | Do you believe that cock and bull story about his having been stowed away on board ship? |
chapter-075 | Does n''t the devil live for ever; who ever heard that the devil was dead? |
chapter-075 | Flask?" |
chapter-075 | I guess ye did?" |
chapter-075 | Sell it for an ox whip when we get home;--what else?" |
chapter-075 | Stubb, you are skylarking; how can Fedallah do that?" |
chapter-137 | Cherries? chapter-137 D''ye see him?" |
chapter-137 | Sir? |
chapter-137 | The ship? chapter-137 What breaks in me? |
chapter-137 | Am I cut off from the last fond pride of meanest shipwrecked captains? |
chapter-137 | But aye, old mast, we both grow old together; sound in our hulls, though, are we not, my ship? |
chapter-137 | But where? |
chapter-137 | Great God, where is the ship?" |
chapter-137 | How, got the start? |
chapter-137 | Is this the end of all my bursting prayers? |
chapter-137 | Is''t night?" |
chapter-137 | Strangest problems of life seem clearing; but clouds sweep between-- Is my journey''s end coming? |
chapter-137 | What d''ye see?" |
chapter-137 | What''s that he said? |
chapter-137 | What''s this?--green? |
chapter-137 | Where is the second hearse? |
chapter-137 | Who ever helped Stubb, or kept Stubb awake, but Stubb''s own unwinking eye? |
chapter-137 | Will I have eyes at the bottom of the sea, supposing I descend those endless stairs? |
chapter-137 | Will ye not save my ship?" |
chapter-137 | Ye are not other men, but my arms and my legs; and so obey me.--Where''s the whale? |
chapter-137 | all my life- long fidelities? |
chapter-137 | gone down again?" |
chapter-137 | he should still go before me, my pilot; and yet to be seen again? |
chapter-137 | he soars away with it!--Where''s the old man now? |
chapter-137 | must ye then perish, and without me? |
chapter-137 | who ever conquered it? |