 Dick now lay at a little distance, vertically thrusting his oblong white head up and down in the billows; and at the same time slowly revolving his whole spindled body; so that when his vast wrinkled forehead rose — some twenty or more feet out of the...  Great Sea Stories - Side 151redigeret af - 1921 - 332 siderFuld visning - Om denne bog
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...spilled him out of it, as he leaned to the push; and so he fell flat-faced upon the sea. Ripplingly withdrawing from his prey, Moby Dick now lay at a...the water— the now rising swells, with all their confluent waves, dazzlingly broke against it; vindictively tossing their shivered spray still higher... | |
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