CHAPTER 3.The Spouter Inn. Entering that gable ended Spouter Inn,you found yourself in a wide,low, straggling entry with old fashioned wainscots,reminding one of the bulwarks of some condemned old craft. On one side hung a very large oilpainting so t...
It stood on a sharp bleak corner, where that tempestuous wind Euroclydon kept up a worse howling than ever it did about poor Paul's tossed craft. Euroclydon, nevertheless, is a mighty pleasant zephyr to any one in doors, with his feet on the hob quie...
rather weary for me,when I struck my foot against the flinty projections,because from hard, remorseless service the soles of my boots were in a most miserable plight.Too expensive and jolly, again thought I,pausing one moment to watch the broad glare...
By reason of these things,then,the whaling voyage was welcome;the great flood gates of the wonder world swung open, and in the wild conceits that swayed me to my purpose, two and two there floated into my inmost soul,endless processions of the whale,...
But BEING PAID,what will compare with it?The urbane activity with which a man receives money is really marvellous, considering that we so earnestly believe money to be the root of all earthly ills,and that on no account can a monied man enter heaven....
I abandon the glory and distinction of such offices to those who like them. For my part,I abominate all honourable respectable toils,trials,and tribulations of every kind whatsoever. It is quite as much as I can do to take care of myself, without tak...
Should you ever be athirst in the great American desert,try this experiment, if your caravan happen to be supplied with a metaphysical professor. Yes,as every one knows,meditation and water are wedded for ever. But here is an artist.He desires to pai...
CHAPTER 1 Loomings. Call me Ishmael.Some years ago never mind how long precisely having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world. It is...
So fare thee well,poor devil of a Sub Sub,whose commentator I am.Thou belongest to that hopeless,sallow tribe which no wine of this world will ever warm;and for whom even Pale Sherry would be too rosy strong;but with whom one sometimes loves to sit,a...
ETYMOLOGY. (Supplied by a Late Consumptive Usher to a Grammar School) The pale Usher hreadbare in coat,heart,body,and brain;I see him now.He was ever dusting his old lexicons and grammars,with a queer handkerchief,mockingly embellished with all the g...
