by Post Master M •
March 21, 2013 •
Formats, Traveling •
Comments Off on The tableau all waned at last with the pallidness aloft; and once more the Pequod •
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All the yard-arms were tipped with a pallid fire; and touched at each tri-pointed lightning-rod-end with three tapering white flames, each of the three tall masts was silently burning in that sulphurous air, like three gigantic wax tapers before an altar. “Blast the boat! let it go!” cried Stubb at this instant, as a swashing [&hellip...
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