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1When gliding by the Bashee isles we emerged at last upon the great South Sea; were it not for other things, I could have
2greeted my dear Pacific with uncounted thanks, for now the long supplication of my youth was answered; that serene ocean
3rolled eastwards from me a thousand leagues of blue. There is, one knows not what sweet mystery about this sea, whose
4gently awful stirrings seem to speak of some hidden soul beneath; like those fabled undulations of the Ephesian sod over
5the buried Evangelist St. John. And meet it is, that over these sea-pastures, wide-rolling watery prairies and Potters'
6Fields of all four continents, the waves should rise and fall, and ebb and flow unceasingly; for here, millions of mixed
7shades and shadows, drowned dreams, somnambulisms, reveries; all that we call lives and souls, lie dreaming, dreaming,
8still; tossing like slumberers in their beds; the ever-rolling waves but made so by their restlessness. To any
9meditative Magian rover, this serene Pacific, once beheld, must ever after be the sea of his adoption. It rolls the
10midmost waters of the world, the Indian ocean and Atlantic being but its arms. The same waves wash the moles of the
11new-built Californian towns, but yesterday planted by the recentest race of men, and lave the faded but still gorgeous
12skirts of Asiatic lands, older than Abraham; while all between float milky-ways of coral isles, and low-lying, endless,
13unknown Archipelagoes, and impenetrable Japans. Thus this mysterious, divine Pacific zones the world's whole bulk about;
14makes all coasts one bay to it; seems the tide-beating heart of earth. Lifted by those eternal swells, you needs must
15own the seductive god, bowing your head to Pan. But few thoughts of Pan stirred Ahab's brain, as standing like an iron
16statue at his accustomed place beside the mizen rigging, with one nostril he unthinkingly snuffed the sugary musk from
17the Bashee isles (in whose sweet woods mild lovers must be walking), and with the other consciously inhaled the salt
18breath of the new found sea; that sea in which the hated White Whale must even then be swimming. Launched at length upon
19these almost final waters, and gliding towards the Japanese cruising-ground, the old man's purpose intensified itself.
20His firm lips met like the lips of a vice; the Delta of his forehead's veins swelled like overladen brooks; in his very
21sleep, his ringing cry ran through the vaulted hull, "Stern all! the White Whale spouts thick blood!"
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