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Queequeg in His Coffin

           Andlikecirclesonthewater,which,astheygrowfainter,expand;sohiseyesseemedroundingandrounding,liketheringsofEternity.Anawethatcannotbenamedwouldstealoveryouasyousatbythesideofthiswaningsavage,andsawasstrangethingsinhisface,asanybeheldwhowerebystanderswhenZoroasterdied.Forwhateveristrulywondrousandfearfulinman,neveryetwasputintowordsorbooks.AndthedrawingnearofDeath,whichalikelevelsall,alikeimpressesallwithalastrevelation,whichonlyanauthorfromthedeadcouldadequatelytell.SothatletussayitagainnodyingChaldeeorGreekhadhigherandholierthoughtsthanthose,whosemysteriousshadesyousawcreepingoverthefaceofpoorQueequeg,ashequietlylayinhisswayinghammock,andtherollingseaseemedgentlyrockinghimtohisfinalrest,andtheocean’sinvisibleflood-tideliftedhimhigherandhighertowardshisdestinedheaven.

           Notamanofthecrewbutgavehimup;and,asforQueequeghimself,whathethoughtofhiscasewasforciblyshownbyacuriousfavorheasked.

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