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* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Chapter 135: The Chase –Third Day “Heres food for thought, had Ahab time to think; but Ahab never thinks; he only feels, feels, feels; thats tingling enough for mortal man! to thinks audacity. God only has that right and privilege. Thinking is, or ought to be, a coolness and a calmness; and our poor hearts throb, and our poor brains beat too much for that. And yet, Ive sometimes thought my brain was very calm- frozen calm, this old skull cracks so, like a glass in which the contents turned to ice, and shiver it” (540). The Wind “Were I the wind, Id blow no more on such a wicked, miserable world. Id crawl somewhere to a cave, and slink there. And yet, tis a noble and heroic thing, the wind! who ever conquered it? In every fight it has the last and bitterest blow. Run tilting at it, and you but run through it. Ha! a coward wind that strikes stark naked men, but will not stand to receive a single blow. Even Ahab is a braver thing- a nobler thing than that. Would now the wind but had a body; but all the things that most exasperate and outrage mortal man, all these things are bodiless, but only bodiless as objects, not as agents. Theres a most special, a most cunning, oh, a most malicious difference! And yet, I say again, and swear it now, that theres something all glorious and gracious in the wind” (541). Ahab’s Goodbyes (542-543) For the third time my souls ship starts upon this voyage, Starbuck. Aye, sir, thou wilt have it so. Some ships sail from their ports, and ever afterwards are missing, Starbuck! Truth, sir: saddest truth. Some men die at ebb tide; some at low water; some at the full of the flood;- and I feel now like a billow thats all one crested comb, Starbuck. I am old;- shake hands with me, man. Their hands met; their eyes fastened; Starbucks tears the glue. Oh, my captain, my captain!- noble heart- go not- go not!- see, its a brave man that weeps; how great the agony of the persuasion then! Lower away!-cried Ahab,