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1At the base of the mainmast, full beneath the doubloon and the flame, the Parsee was kneeling in Ahab's front, but with
2his head bowed away from him; while near by, from the arched and overhanging rigging, where they had just been engaged
3securing a spar, a number of the seamen, arrested by the glare, now cohered together, and hung pendulous, like a knot of
4numbed wasps from a drooping, orchard twig. In various enchanted attitudes, like the standing, or stepping, or running
5skeletons in Herculaneum, others remained rooted to the deck; but all their eyes upcast. "Aye, aye, men!" cried Ahab.
6"Look up at it; mark it well; the white flame but lights the way to the White Whale! Hand me those mainmast links there;
7I would fain feel this pulse, and let mine beat against it; blood against fire! So." Then turning--the last link held
8fast in his left hand, he put his foot upon the Parsee; and with fixed upward eye, and high-flung right arm, he stood
9erect before the lofty tri-pointed trinity of flames. "Oh! thou clear spirit of clear fire, whom on these seas I as
10Persian once did worship, till in the sacramental act so burned by thee, that to this hour I bear the scar; I now know
11thee, thou clear spirit, and I now know that thy right worship is defiance. To neither love nor reverence wilt thou be
12kind; and e'en for hate thou canst but kill; and all are killed. No fearless fool now fronts thee. I own thy speechless,
13placeless power; but to the last gasp of my earthquake life will dispute its unconditional, unintegral mastery in me. In
14the midst of the personified impersonal, a personality stands here. Though but a point at best; whencesoe'er I came;
15wheresoe'er I go; yet while I earthly live, the queenly personality lives in me, and feels her royal rights. But war is
16pain, and hate is woe. Come in thy lowest form of love, and I will kneel and kiss thee; but at thy highest, come as mere
17supernal power; and though thou launchest navies of full-freighted worlds, there's that in here that still remains
18indifferent. Oh, thou clear spirit, of thy fire thou madest me, and like a true child of fire, I breathe it back to
19thee." [Sudden, repeated flashes of lightning; the nine flames leap lengthwise to thrice their previous height; Ahab,
20with the rest, closes his eyes, his right hand pressed hard upon them.] "I own thy speechless, placeless power; said I
21not so? Nor was it wrung from me; nor do I now drop these links. Thou canst blind; but I can then grope. Thou canst
22consume; but I can then be ashes. Take the homage of these poor eyes, and shutter-hands. I would not take it. The
23lightning flashes through my skull; mine eye-balls ache and ache; my whole beaten brain seems as beheaded, and rolling
24on some stunning ground. Oh, oh! Yet blindfold, yet will I talk to thee. Light though thou be, thou leapest out of
25darkness; but I am darkness leaping out of light, leaping out of thee! The javelins cease; open eyes; see, or not? There
26burn the flames! Oh, thou magnanimous! now I do glory in my genealogy. But thou art but my fiery father; my sweet
27mother, I know not. Oh, cruel! what hast thou done with her? There lies my puzzle; but thine is greater. Thou knowest
28not how came ye, hence callest thyself unbegotten; certainly knowest not thy beginning, hence callest thyself unbegun. I
29know that of me, which thou knowest not of thyself, oh, thou omnipotent. There is some unsuffusing thing beyond thee,
30thou clear spirit, to whom all thy eternity is but time, all thy creativeness mechanical. Through thee, thy flaming
31self, my scorched eyes do dimly see it. Oh, thou foundling fire, thou hermit immemorial, thou too hast thy
32incommunicable riddle, thy unparticipated grief. Here again with haughty agony, I read my sire. Leap! leap up, and lick
33the sky! I leap with thee; I burn with thee; would fain be welded with thee; defyingly I worship thee!" "The boat! the
34boat!" cried Starbuck, "look at thy boat, old man!" Ahab's harpoon, the one forged at Perth's fire, remained firmly
35lashed in its conspicuous crotch, so that it projected beyond his whale-boat's bow; but the sea that had stove its
36bottom had caused the loose leather sheath to drop off; and from the keen steel barb there now came a levelled flame of
37pale, forked fire. As the silent harpoon burned there like a serpent's tongue, Starbuck grasped Ahab by the arm--"God,
38God is against thee, old man; forbear! 'tis an ill voyage! ill begun, ill continued; let me square the yards, while we
39may, old man, and make a fair wind of it homewards, to go on a better voyage than this." Overhearing Starbuck, the
40panic-stricken crew instantly ran to the braces--though not a sail was left aloft. For the moment all the aghast mate's
41thoughts seemed theirs; they raised a half mutinous cry. But dashing the rattling lightning links to the deck, and
42snatching the burning harpoon, Ahab waved it like a torch among them; swearing to transfix with it the first sailor that
43but cast loose a rope's end. Petrified by his aspect, and still more shrinking from the fiery dart that he held, the men
44fell back in dismay, and Ahab again spoke:-- "All your oaths to hunt the White Whale are as binding as mine; and heart,
45soul, and body, lungs and life, old Ahab is bound. And that ye may know to what tune this heart beats; look ye here;
46thus I blow out the last fear!" And with one blast of his breath he extinguished the flame. As in the hurricane that
47sweeps the plain, men fly the neighborhood of some lone, gigantic elm, whose very height and strength but render it so
48much the more unsafe, because so much the more a mark for thunderbolts; so at those last words of Ahab's many of the
49mariners did run from him in a terror of dismay. Ahab standing by the helm. Starbuck approaching him. "We must send down
50the main-top-sail yard, sir. The band is working loose and the lee lift is half-stranded. Shall I strike it, sir?"
51"Strike nothing; lash it. If I had sky-sail poles, I'd sway them up now." "Sir!--in God's name!--sir?" "Well." "The
52anchors are working, sir. Shall I get them inboard?" "Strike nothing, and stir nothing, but lash everything. The wind
53rises, but it has not got up to my table-lands yet. Quick, and see to it.--By masts and keels! he takes me for the
54hunch-backed skipper of some coasting smack. Send down my main-top-sail yard! Ho, gluepots! Loftiest trucks were made
55for wildest winds, and this brain-truck of mine now sails amid the cloud-scud. Shall I strike that? Oh, none but cowards
56send down their brain-trucks in tempest time. What a hooroosh aloft there! I would e'en take it for sublime, did I not
57know that the colic is a noisy malady. Oh, take medicine, take medicine!"
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