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Moby Dick Chapter 3: The Spouter-Inn

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Even the great leviathan himself? Upon entering the place I found a number of young seamen gathered about a table, examining by a dim light divers specimens of skrimshander. I sought the landlord, and telling him I desired to be accommodated with a room, received for answer that his house was full-not a bed unoccupied. "But avast," he added, tapping his forehead, "you haint no objections to sharing a harpooneer's blanket, have ye? I thought so. All right; take a seat. Supper? I could not help it, but I b...

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Moby Dick Online | Chapter 1

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Get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically. There now is your insular. City of the Manhattoes. 44; belted round by wharves as Indian isles by coral reefs— commerce. Surrounds it with her surf. Right and left, the streets take you waterward. 46; Its extreme downtown is the battery. 44; where that noble mole. All around the town, stand thousands upon thousands of mortal men fixed in ocean reveries. The w...

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Moby Dick Chapter 2: The Carpet-Bag

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And where but from Nantucket, too, did that first adventurous little sloop put forth, partly laden with imported cobblestones-so goes the story-to throw at the whales, in order to discover when they were nigh enough to risk a harpoon from the bowsprit? Get away from before the door; your patched boots are stopping the way. So on I went. I now by instinct followed the streets that took me waterward, for there, doubtless, were the cheapest, if not the cheeriest inns. But what thinks Lazarus? Can he warm hi...

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Moby Dick Chapter 8: The Pulpit

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Yes, for replenished with the meat and wine of the word, to the faithful man of God, this pulpit, I see, is a self-containing stronghold-a lofty Ehrenbreitstein, with a perennial well of water within the walls. The sun is breaking through; the clouds are rolling off-serenest azure is at hand.". What could be more full of meaning? Look, up in the sky, it's a whale! It's the Moby Dick novel! Copy 2008 W.L. Pinder and Associates.

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Moby Dick Chapter 5: Breakfast

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I quickley followed suit, and descending into the bar-room accosted the grinning landlord very pleasantly. I cherished no malice towards him, though he had been skylarking with me not a little in the matter of my bedfellow. Which, barred with various tints, seemed like the Andes' western slope, to show forth in one array, contrasting climates, zone by zone. Now cried the landlord, flinging open a door, and in we went to breakfast. Moby Dick full text. full frontal text.

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Moby Dick Chapter 6: The Street

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If I had been astonished at first catching a glimpse of so outlandish an individual as Queequeg circulating among the polite society of a civilized town, that astonishment soon departed upon taking my first daylight stroll through the streets of New Bedford. That chap strutting round the corner. He wears a beaver hat and swallow-tailed coat, girdled with a sailor-belt and a sheath-knife. Here comes another with a sou'-wester and a bombazine cloak. How planted upon this once scraggy scoria of a country?

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Moby Dick Chapter 7: The Chapel

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In the same New Bedford there stands a Whaleman's Chapel, and few are the moody fishermen, shortly bound for the Indian Ocean or Pacific, who fail to make a Sunday visit to the spot. I am sure that I did not. SACRED TO THE MEMORY OF JOHN TALBOT, Who, at the age of eighteen, was lost overboard Near the Isle of Desolation, off Patagonia, November 1st, 1836. THIS TABLET Is erected to his Memory BY HIS SISTER. What despair in those immovable inscriptions! What deadly voids and unbidden infidelities in the li...

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Moby Dick Chapter 9: The Sermon

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Father Mapple rose, and in a mild voice of unassuming authority ordered the scattered people to condense. "Star board gangway, there! Side away to larboard-larboard gangway to starboard! There was a low rumbling of heavy sea-boots among the benches, and a still slighter shuffling of women's shoes, and all was quiet again, and every eye on the preacher. What a pregnant lesson to us is this prophet! What a noble thing is that canticle in the fish's belly! How billow-like and boisterously grand! Most contem...

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Moby Dick Chapter 4: The Counterpane

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I lay there dismally calculating that sixteen entire hours must elapse before I could hope for a resurrection. Sixteen hours in bed! In the name of goodness, Queequeg, wake! The rest of his toilet was soon achieved, and he proudly marched out of the room, wrapped up in his great pilot monkey jacket, and sporting his harpoon like a marshal's baton. Stuff from the book Moby Dick. Copy 2008 W.L. Pinder and Associates.