South-eastwardfromtheCape,offthedistantCrozetts,agoodcruisinggroundforRightWhalemen,asailloomedahead,theGoney(Albatross)byname. Assheslowlydrewnigh,frommyloftyperchatthefore-mast-head,Ihadagoodviewofthatsightsoremarkabletoatyrointhefaroceanfisheries-awhaleratsea,andlongabsentfromhome. Asifthewaveshadbeenfullers,thiscraftwasbleachedliketheskeletonofastrandedwalrus. Alldownhersides,thisspectralappearancewastracedwithlongchannelsofreddenedrust,whileallhersparsandherriggingwerelikethethickbranchesoftreesfurredoverwithhoar-frost.Onlyherlowersailswereset. Awildsightitwastoseeherlong-beardedlook-outsatthosethreemast-heads. Theyseemedcladintheskinsofbeasts,sotornandbepatchedtheraimentthathadsurvivednearlyfouryearsofcruising. Standinginironhoopsnailedtothemast,theyswayedandswungoverafathomlesssea;andthough,whentheshipslowlyglidedcloseunderourstern,wesixmenintheaircamesonightoeachotherthatwemightalmosthaveleapedfromthemast-headsofoneshiptothoseoftheother;yet,thoseforlorn-lookingfishermen,mildlyeyeingusastheypassed,saidnotonewordtoourownlook-outs,whilethequarter-deckhailwasbeingheardfrombelow. “Shipahoy!HaveyeseentheWhiteWhale?” Butasthestrangecaptain,leaningoverthepallidbulwarks,wasintheactofputtinghistrumpettohismouth,itsomehowfellfromhishandintothesea;andthewindnowrisingamain,heinvainstrovetomakehimselfheardwithoutit. Meantimehisshipwasstillincreasingthedistancebetweenus. WhileinvarioussilentwaystheseamenofthePequodwereevincingtheirobservanceofthisominousincidentatthefirstmerementionoftheWhiteWhale’snametoanothership,Ahabforamomentpaused;italmostseemedasthoughhewouldhaveloweredaboattoboardthestranger,hadnotthethreateningwindforbade. Buttakingadvantageofhiswindwardposition,heagainseizedhistrumpet,andknowingbyheraspectthatthestrangervesselwasaNantucketerandshortlyboundhome,heloudlyhailed-“Ahoythere! ThisisthePequod,boundroundtheworld! TellthemtoaddressallfutureletterstothePacificocean! andthistimethreeyears,ifIamnotathome,tellthemtoaddressthemto-” Atthatmomentthetwowakeswerefairlycrossed,andinstantly,then,inaccordancewiththeirsingularways,shoalsofsmallharmlessfish,thatforsomedaysbeforehadbeenplacidlyswimmingbyourside,dartedawaywithwhatseemedshudderingfins,andrangedthemselvesforeandaftwiththestranger’sflanks. ThoughinthecourseofhiscontinualvoyagingsAhabmustoftenbeforehavenoticedasimilarsight,yet,toanymonomaniacman,theveriesttriflescapriciouslycarrymeanings. “Swimawayfromme,doye?”murmuredAhab,gazingoverintothewater. Thereseemedbutlittleinthewords,butthetoneconveyedmoreofdeephelplesssadnessthantheinsaneoldmanhadeverbeforeevinced. Butturningtothesteersman,whothusfarhadbeenholdingtheshipinthewindtodiminishherheadway,hecriedoutinhisoldlionvoice,-“Uphelm!Keepheroffroundtheworld!” Roundtheworld!Thereismuchinthatsoundtoinspireproudfeelings;butwheretodoesallthatcircumnavigationconduct? Onlythroughnumberlessperilstotheverypointwhencewestarted,wherethosethatweleftbehindsecure,wereallthetimebeforeus. Werethisworldanendlessplain,andbysailingeastwardwecouldforeverreachnewdistances,anddiscoversightsmoresweetandstrangethananyCycladesorIslandsofKingSolomon,thentherewerepromiseinthevoyage. Butinpursuitofthosefarmysterieswedreamof,orintormentedchaseofthedemonphantomthat,sometimeorother,swimsbeforeallhumanhearts;whilechasingsuchoverthisroundglobe,theyeitherleadusoninbarrenmazesormidwayleaveuswhelmed.