“Aye, aye!, it was that accursed white whale that brought me to this dead stump I stand on now. Aye, aye.” he shouted with a terrific, loud, animal sob like that of a heart-stricken moose. Aye, aye! It was that accursed white whale that razed me; made a poor pegging lubber of me for ever and a day!” Then tossing both arms, with measureless imprecations he shouted out: “Aye, aye! And I’ll chase him round Good Hope, and round the Horn, and round the Norway Maelstrom and round perdition’s flames before I give him up. And this is what you shipped for men! To chase that white whale on both sides of land, and over all sides of earth, till he spouts black blood and rolls fin out.”
Herman Melville, “Moby Dick”, 1851.
