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For in his eyes I read some lurid woe would shrivel me up , had I it . Yet is there hope . Time and tide flow wide . The hated whale has the round watery world to swim in , as the small gold - fish has its glassy globe . His heaven - insulting purpose , God may wedge aside . I would up heart , were it not like lead . But my whole clock’s run down ; my heart the all - controlling weight , I have no key to lift again . [ A burst of revelry from the forecastle . ] Oh , God ! to sail with such a heathen crew that have small touch of human mothers in them ! Whelped somewhere by the sharkish sea . The white whale is their demigorgon . Hark ! the infernal orgies ! that revelry is forward ! mark the unfaltering silence aft ! Methinks it pictures life . Foremost through the sparkling sea shoots on the gay , embattled , bantering bow , but only to drag dark Ahab after it , where he broods within his sternward cabin , builded over the dead water of the wake , and further on , hunted by its wolfish gurglings . The long howl thrills me through ! Peace ! ye revellers , and set the watch ! Oh , life ! ’ tis in an hour like this , with soul beat down and held to knowledge , — as wild , untutored things are forced to feed — Oh , life ! ’ tis now that I do feel the latent horror in thee ! but ’ tis not me ! that horror’s out of me ! and with the soft feeling of the human in me , yet will I try to fight ye , ye grim , phantom futures ! Stand by me , hold me , bind me , O ye blessed influences ! CHAPTER 39 . First Night - Watch . Fore - Top . ( Stubb solus , and mending a brace . ) Ha ! ha ! ha ! ha ! hem ! clear my throat ! — I’ve been thinking over it ever since , and that ha , ha’s the final consequence . Why so ? Because a laugh’s the wisest , easiest answer to all that’s queer ; and come what will , one comfort’s always left — that unfailing comfort is , it’s all predestinated . I heard not all his talk with Starbuck ; but to my poor eye Starbuck then looked something as I the other evening felt . Be sure the old Mogul has fixed him , too . I twigged it , knew it ; had had the gift , might readily have prophesied it — for when I clapped my eye upon his skull I saw it . Well , Stubb , wise Stubb — that’s my title — well , Stubb , what of it , Stubb ? Here’s a carcase . I know not all that may be coming , but be it what it will , I’ll go to it laughing . Such a waggish leering as lurks in all your horribles ! I feel funny . Fa , la ! lirra , skirra ! What’s my juicy little pear at home doing now ? Crying its eyes out ? — Giving a party to the last arrived harpooneers , I dare say , gay as a frigate’s pennant , and so am I — fa , la ! lirra , skirra ! Oh — We’ll drink to - night with hearts as light , To love , as gay and fleeting As bubbles that swim , on the beaker’s brim , And break on the lips while meeting . A brave stave that — who calls ? Mr . Starbuck ? Aye , aye , sir — ( Aside ) he’s my superior , he has his too , if I’m not mistaken . — Aye , aye , sir , just through with this job — coming .
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