| Herman Melville - 1892 - 576 pages
...? To me, the white whale is that wall, shoved near to me. Sometimes I think there's naught beyond. But 'tis enough. He tasks me ; he heaps me ; I see...that hate upon him. Talk not to me of blasphemy, man ; I'd strike the sun if it insulted me. For could the sun do that, then could I do the others ; since... | |
| Literature - 1952 - 1134 pages
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| Sir John Collings Squire - English literature - 1921 - 742 pages
...wall ? To me the white whale is that wall, shoved near to me. Sometimes I think there's naught beyond. But 'tis enough. He tasks me ; he heaps me ; I see in him outrageous strength, with an incurable malice sinewing it. That inscrutable thing is chiefly what I hate ; and to be the white whale... | |
| herman melville - 1922 - 742 pages
...whale is that wall, shoved, near to me. Sometimes I think there's naught beyond. But 'tis enough. Ho tasks me ; he heaps me ; I see in him outrageous strength,...inscrutable malice sinewing it. That inscrutable thing is chiefly_whajLl_hate ; and be the white whale ggent^ of"T5e theiwhite whale .principal. I will wreak... | |
| Book collecting - 1924 - 1042 pages
...godless chaos has wrought this havoc upon him, against whatever it is that Moby Dick is or represents. "That inscrutable thing is chiefly what I hate; and...that hate upon him. Talk not to me of blasphemy, man; I'd strike the sun if it insulted me." "The prophecy was that I should be dismembered ; and — Aye... | |
| William A. Drake - Criticism - 1926 - 402 pages
...thrusting through the wall? To me, the whale is that wall, shoved near to me. Sometimes I think there's naught behind. But 'tis enough. He tasks me ; he heaps...that hate upon him. Talk not to me of blasphemy, man; I'd strike the sun if it insulted me. For could the sun do that, then could I do the other; since there... | |
| George Jean Nathan, Henry Louis Mencken - Periodicals - 1927 - 660 pages
...heaps me; I see in his outrageous strength, with an inscrutable malice sinewing it. That inimitable thing is chiefly what I hate; and be the white whale...that hate upon him. Talk not to me of blasphemy, man; I'd strike the sun if it insulted me. Melville was anatomizing his own soul : his contempt for the... | |
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