...when as the sunrise jiobly spurred me, so the sunset soothed. JTo more. This lovely light, it lights not me ; all loveliness is anguish to me, since I...most malignantly ! damned in the midst of Paradise ! Good-night — good-night ! (waving his hand he moves from the window.) 'Twas not so hard a task....

...when as the sunrise nobly spurred me, so the sunset soothed. Jf o more. This lovely light, it lights not me ; all loveliness is anguish to me, since I...perception, I lack the low, enjoying power; damned, most Bubtly and most malignantly! damned in the midst of Paradise ! Good-night— good-night ! (waving his...

...when as the sunrise nobly spurred me, so the sunset soothed. No more. This lovely light, it lights not me; all loveliness is anguish to me, since I can ne'er enjoy.") Perhaps we can say that this "loss of pleasure," the sense of being excluded from the healthy range...

...when as the sunrise nobly spurred me, so the sunset soothed. No more. This lovely light, it lights not me; all loveliness is anguish to me, since I can...malignantly! damned in the midst of Paradise! Good night — good night! (waving his hand, he moves from the window.} 'Twas not so hard a task. I thought...

...Ishmael appears in many ways to be Ahab's foil. Where Ahab resembles Milton's Satan on Mount Niphates, "damned, most subtly and most malignantly! damned in the midst of Paradise," Ishmael is gifted "with the low, enjoying power" (Chap. 37). He is one with the crew "my shout went...

...when as the sunrise nobly spurred me, so the sunset soothed. No more. This lovely light, it lights not me; all loveliness is anguish to me, since I can...the high perception, I lack the low enjoying power. . . ." matter of style. He faced it as a writer of prose, and it was as a writer (he was no theorist)...

...when as the sunrise nobly spurred me, so the sunset soothed. No more. This lovely light, it lights not me; all loveliness is anguish to me, since I can...night—good night! (waving his hand, he moves from the windoit'.) 'Twas not so hard a task. I thought to find one stubborn, at the least; but my one cogged...

...when as the sunrise nobly spurred me, so the sunset soothed. No more. This lovely light, it lights not me; all loveliness is anguish to me, since I can...malignantly ! damned in the midst of Paradise ! Good night — good night! (wat'ing his hand, he moves from the window.) 'Twas not so hard a task. I thought...

...sixithed by sunset; committed wholly to one purpose. Ahab finds all other purposes meaningless: he is "damned, most subtly and most malignantly! damned in the midst of Paradise" (MD, 37:147). Throughout the body of the narrative Ahab maintains his unswerving pursuit of his nemesis....

...nearly everyone around him but spiritual anguish for Ahab. "This lovely light," Ahab says, "it lights not me. All loveliness is anguish to me, since I can ne'er enjoy. Gifted with high perception, I lack the low enjoying power; damned, most subtly and malignantly." 76 Little wonder...