Moby Dick, by Herman Melville

Chapter 39

First Night Watch

(Stubb solus, and mending a brace.)

Ha! ha! ha! ha! hem! clear my throat! — I’ve been thinking over it ever since, and that ha, ha’s the final consequence. Why so? Because a laugh’s the wisest, easiest answer to all that’s queer; and come what will, one comfort’s always left — that unfailing comfort is, it’s all predestinated. I heard not all his talk with Starbuck; but to my poor eye Starbuck then looked something as I the other evening felt. Be sure the old Mogul has fixed him, too. I twigged it, knew it; had the gift, might readily have prophesied it — for when I clapped my eye upon his skull I saw it. Well, Stubb, wise Stubb — that’s my title — well, Stubb, what of it, Stubb? Here’s a carcase. I know not all that may be coming, but be it what it will, I’ll go to it laughing. Such a waggish leering as lurks in all your horribles! I feel funny. Fa, la! lirra, skirra! What’s my juicy little pear at home doing now? Crying its eyes out? — Giving a party to the last arrived harpooneers, I dare say, gay as a frigate’s pennant, and so am I— fa, la! lirra, skirra! Oh —

We’ll drink to-night with hearts as light,

To love, as gay and fleeting

As bubbles that swim, on the beaker’s brim,

And break on the lips while meeting.

A brave stave that — who calls? Mr. Starbuck? Aye, aye, sir —(Aside) he’s my superior, he has his too, if I’m not mistaken. — Aye, aye, sir, just through with this job — coming.

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