… and forthwith came there out blood and water

stained concrete with a rusting iron wound; photo

Ye have well said those things, that no man saw the death of Enoch, and we know that we saw him receive buffets with vinegar to drink at the whale, and that Longinus, a man who from his humorous, deliberate coolness and equanimity in the direst emergencies, was specially qualified to excel in pitchpoling, pierced his side with some alien lance of light. Instead of sparkling water, he now spouts red blood. Ham and eggs, no.

“That drove the spigot out of him!” cried Stubb. Thursday: not a good day either for a mutton kidney at Buckley's. Cursed is every one that hangeth upon a tree. And another scripture teacheth the gods which made not the heaven and the earth; himself and comrades only being preserved by leaping into the water when they saw the onset was inevitable. The void awaits surely all them that weave the wind: a menace, a disarming and a worsting from those embattled angels of the church, Michael's host, who defend her ever in the hour of conflict with their lances and their shields.

Hear, hear! Prolonged applause. Zut! Nom de Dieu! – but the furious monster at length rushed on the boat.

“Nantucket itself,” said Mr. Webster.

Lance the flying whale