PenetratingfurtherandfurtherintotheheartoftheJapanesecruisinggroundthePequodwassoonallastirinthefishery. Often,inmild,pleasantweather,fortwelve,fifteen,eighteen,andtwentyhoursonthestretch,theywereengagedintheboats,steadilypulling,orsailing,orpaddlingafterthewhales,orforaninterludeofsixtyorseventyminutescalmlyawaitingtheiruprising;thoughwithbutsmallsuccessfortheirpains. Atsuchtimes,underanabatedsun;afloatalldayuponsmooth,slowheavingswells;seatedinhisboat,lightasabirchcanoe;andsosociablymixingwiththesoftwavesthemselves,thatlikehearth-stonecatstheypurragainstthegunwale;thesearethetimesofdreamyquietude,whenbeholdingthetranquilbeautyandbrilliancyoftheocean’sskin,oneforgetsthetigerheartthatpantsbeneathit;andwouldnotwillinglyremember,thatthisvelvetpawbutconcealsaremorselessfang. Thesearethetimes,wheninhiswhale-boattheroversoftlyfeelsacertainfilial,confident,land-likefeelingtowardsthesea;thatheregardsitassomuchfloweryearth;andthedistantshiprevealingonlythetopsofhermasts,seemsstrugglingforward,notthroughhighrollingwaves,butthroughthetallgrassofarollingprairie:aswhenthewesternemigrants’horsesonlyshowtheirerectedears,whiletheirhiddenbodieswidelywadethroughtheamazingverdure. Thelong-drawnvirginvales;themildbluehill-sides;asoverthesetherestealsthehush,thehum;youalmostswearthatplay-weariedchildrenliesleepinginthesesolitudes,insomegladMay-time,whentheflowersofthewoodsareplucked. Andallthismixeswithyourmostmysticmood;sothatfactandfancy,half-waymeeting,interpenetrate,andformoneseamlesswhole. Nordidsuchsoothingscenes,howevertemporary,failofatleastastemporaryaneffectonAhab. Butifthesesecretgoldenkeysdidseemtoopeninhimhisownsecretgoldentreasuries,yetdidhisbreathuponthemprovebuttarnishing. Oh,grassyglades!oheververnalendlesslandscapesinthesoul;inye,-thoughlongparchedbythedeaddroughtoftheearthlylife,-inye,menyetmayroll,likeyounghorsesinnewmorningclover;andforsomefewfleetingmoments,feelthecooldewofthelifeimmortalonthem. WouldtoGodtheseblessedcalmswouldlast. Butthemingled,minglingthreadsoflifearewovenbywarpandwoof:calmscrossedbystorms,astormforeverycalm. Thereisnosteadyunretracingprogressinthislife;wedonotadvancethroughfixedgradations,andatthelastonepause:-throughinfancy’sunconsciousspell,boyhood’sthoughtlessfaith,adolescence’doubt(thecommondoom),thenscepticism,thendisbelief,restingatlastinmanhood’sponderingreposeofIf. Butoncegonethrough,wetracetheroundagain;andareinfants,boys,andmen,andIfseternally. Whereliesthefinalharbor,whenceweunmoornomore? Inwhatraptethersailstheworld,ofwhichtheweariestwillneverweary?Whereisthefoundling’sfatherhidden? Oursoulsarelikethoseorphanswhoseunweddedmothersdieinbearingthem:thesecretofourpaternityliesintheirgrave,andwemusttheretolearnit. Andthatsameday,too,gazingfardownfromhisboat’ssideintothatsamegoldensea,Starbucklowlymurmured:- “Lovelinessunfathomable,aseverloversawinhisyoungbride’seyes! -Tellmenotofthyteeth-tieredsharks,andthykidnappingcannibalways. Letfaithoustfact;letfancyoustmemory;Ilookdeepdownanddobelieve.” AndStubb,fish-like,withsparklingscale,leapedupinthatsamegoldenlight:- “IamStubb,andStubbhashishistory;buthereStubbtakesoathsthathehasalwaysbeenjolly!”