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Moby Dick Chapter 47 The Mat-Maker

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Moby Dick Chapter 47 The Mat-Maker

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Ishmael and Queequeg weave a mat,
So still and subdued and yet somehow preluding was all the scene, and such an incantation of reverie lurked in the air, that each silent sailor seemed resolved into his own invisible self. ... it seemed as if this were the Loom of Time, and I myself were a shuttle mechanically weaving and weaving away at the Fates
When in the midst of this indolence

"There she blows! there! there! there! she blows! she blows!"

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Hark! A surprise from the captain!
The sailors at the fore and mizzen had come down; the line tubs were fixed in their places; the cranes were thrust out; the mainyard was backed, and the three boats swung over the sea like three samphire baskets over high cliffs. Outside of the bulwarks their eager crews with one hand clung to the rail, while one foot was expectantly poised on the gunwale. So look the long line of man-of-war's men about to throw themselves on board an enemy's ship.

But at this critical instant a sudden exclamation was heard that took every eye from the whale. With a start all glared at dark Ahab, who was surrounded by five dusky phantoms that seemed fresh formed out of air.
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