The Call of the Wretched Sea

Ahab: "Look sharp, marines!" "Dead whale or sunk boat!" "Hunt him 'till he spouts black blood" "And rolls fin up!" Old Thunder ye once was called, Fulfill the prophecy All but one shall be entombed In the deep gulf

Flat and silent the ocean lies Pequot's captured in a lull no gentle breeze blows in the sails heated by a salty carpet from above the crew's emaciated,survival tough Giant billows bear a mighty whiteness Screams from the outlook : whale ahead ! I wa

Now three to three ye stand Bestow them, ye who now made parties to This indissoluble league Drink ye harpooners Drink and swear, ye man that man the deathful Whaleboat's bow Death to Moby Dick God hunt us all, if we do not hunt Moby Dick to his Deat

I turn my body from the sun To follow the fading phantom into the deep All collapsed And the great shroud of the sea Rolled on as it rolled thousands of years ago Your malice is my vengeance Pull me, into deep My body - drowned But my hate is immorta

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Oh, ye great mysterious - Thousand leagues of blue No one knows which mysteries are hidden Beneath your surface Your awful stirrings seem to speak of some hidden soul beneath The waves rise and fall Millions of mixed shades and shadows Lie dreaming a

The ribs and terrors in the whale Arched over me a dismal doom While all God's sun-lit waves rolled by And lift me deepening down to doom I saw the opening maw of hell With endless pains and sorrows there Elich none but they that feel can tell Oh I w