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The Pequod Meets The Virgin

           Fromthislastventnobloodyetcame,becausenovitalpartofhimhadthusfarbeenstruck.Hislife,astheysignificantlycallit,wasuntouched.

           Astheboatsnowmorecloselysurroundedhim,thewholeupperpartofhisform,withmuchofitthatisordinarilysubmerged,wasplainlyrevealed.Hiseyes,orrathertheplaceswherehiseyeshadbeen,werebeheld.Asstrangemisgrownmassesgatherintheknot-holesofthenoblestoakswhenprostrate,sofromthepointswhichthewhale’seyeshadonceoccupied,nowprotrudedblindbulbs,horriblypitiabletosee.Butpitytherewasnone.Forallhisoldage,andhisonearm,andhisblindeyes,hemustdiethedeathandbemurdered,inordertolightthegaybridalsandothermerry-makingsofmen,andalsotoilluminatethesolemnchurchesthatpreachunconditionalinoffensivenessbyalltoall.Stillrollinginhisblood,atlasthepartiallydisclosedastrangelydiscoloredbunchorprotuberance,thesizeofabushel,lowdownontheflank.

           "Anicespot,"criedFlask;"justletmeprickhimthereonce."

           "Avast!"criedStarbuck,"there’snoneedofthat!"

           ButhumaneStarbuckwastoolate.Attheinstantofthedartanulcerousjetshotfromthiscruelwound,andgoadedbyitintomorethansufferableanguish,thewhalenowspoutingthickblood,withswiftfuryblindlydartedatthecraft,bespatteringthemandtheirgloryingcrewsalloverwithshowersofgore,capsizingFlask’sboatandmarringthebows.Itwashisdeathstroke.

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