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CHAPTER VIII. The Pulpit. I had not been seated very long ere a man of a certain venerable robustness entered; immediately as the storm-pelted door flew back upon admitting him, a quick regardful eyeing of him by all the congregation, sufficiently attested that his fine old man was the chaplain.

oh

Is she going to be the receiver of ALL HIS LOVE?

Seeing Iron Maiden, Sabaton, Alestorm, Ahab, and Buckethead live.

that episode SUCKED it broke Rule 55!!! >:(

And therefore three cheers for Nantucket; and come a stove boat and stove body when they will, for stave my soul, Jove himself cannot.

In fact take my body who will, take it I say, it is not me.

Methinks my body is but the lees of my better being.

Methinks that in looking at things spiritual, we are too much like oysters observing the sun through the water, and thinking that thick water the thinnest of air.

Methinks that what they call my shadow here on earth is my true substance.

Methinks we have hugely mistaken this matter of Life and Death.

But what then?

Yes, there is a death in this business of whaling -- a speechlessly quick chaotic bundling of a man into Eternity.

Delightful inducements to embark, fine chance for promotion, it seems -- aye, a stove boat will make me an immortal by brevet.* *Military promotion without higher pay and with limited exercise of rank.

But somehow I grew merry again.

Yes, Ishmael, the same fate may be thine.

It needs scarcely to be told, with what feelings, on the eve of a Nantucket voyage, I regarded those marble tablets, and by the murky light of that darkened doleful day read the fate of the whalemen who had gone before me.

But Faith, like a jackal, feeds among the tombs, and even from these dead doubts she gathers her most vital hope.

All these things are not without their meanings.

In what census of living creatures, the dead of mankind are included; why it is that a universal proverb says of them, that they tell no tales, though containing more secrets that the Goodwin Sands;* how it is that to his name who yesterday departed for the other world, we prefix so significant...