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.The worldlatter end of June operating upon a very suscep- goes round, and the other side comes up.Sotible and peradventure feeble temperament.now I can t write what I felt.But I felt pan-Shall I send you a fin of the Whale by way theistic then your heart beat in my ribs andof a specimen mouthful? The tail is not yet mine in yours, and both in God s.A sense ofcooked though the hell-fire in which the unspeakable security is in me this moment, onwhole book is broiled might not unreasonably account of your having understood the book.Ihave cooked it all ere this.This is the book s have written a wicked book, and feel spotlessmotto (the secret one), Ego non baptiso te in as the lamb.Ineffable socialities are in me.Inomine but make out the rest yourself.would sit down and dine with you and all theH.M.gods in old Rome s Pantheon.It is a strangefeeling no hopefulness is in it, no despair.Melville wrote the following to Hawthorne in Content that is it; and irresponsibility; butNovember 1851 without licentious inclination.I speak now ofMy Dear Hawthorne, People think that if my profoundest sense of being, not of an inci-a man has undergone any hardship, he should dental feeling.have a reward; but for my part, if I have done Whence come you, Hawthorne? By whatthe hardest possible day s work, and then come right do you drink from my flagon of life? Andto sit down in a corner and eat my supper com- when I put it to my lips lo, they are yours andfortably why, then I don t think I deserve not mine.I feel that the Godhead is brokenany reward for my hard day s work for am I up like the bread at the Supper, and that wenot now at peace? Is not my supper good? My are the pieces.Hence this infinite fraternity ofpeace and my supper are my reward, my dear feeling.Now, sympathizing with the paper, myHawthorne.So your joy-giving and exultation- angel turns over another page.You did not carebreeding letter is not my reward for my ditcher s a penny for the book.But, now and then as youwork with that book, but is the good goddess s read, you understood the pervading thoughtbonus over and above what was stipulated for that impelled the book and that you praised.for not one man in five cycles, who is wise, Was it not so? You were archangel enoughwill expect appreciative recognition from his to despise the imperfect body, and embracefellows, or any one of them.Appreciation! Rec- the soul.Once you hugged the ugly Socrates Melville and Hawthorne 379because you saw the flame in the mouth, and cold.But with you for a passenger, I am contentheard the rushing of the demon, the famil- and can be happy.I shall leave the world, I feel,iar, and recognized the sound; for you have with more satisfaction for having come to knowheard it in your own solitudes.you.Knowing you persuades me more than theMy dear Hawthorne, the atmospheric Bible of our immortality.skepticisms steal into me now, and make me What a pity, that, for your plain, bluff letter,doubtful of my sanity in writing you thus.But, you should get such gibberish! Mention me tobelieve me, I am not mad, most noble Festus! Mrs.Hawthorne and to the children, and so,But truth is ever incoherent, and when the big good-by to you, with my blessing.hearts strike together, the concussion is a little Herman.stunning.Farewell.Don t write a word about P.S.I can t stop yet.If the world was entirelythe book.That would be robbing me of my made up of Magians, I ll tell you what I shouldmiserly delight.I am heartily sorry I ever wrote do.I should have a paper-mill established atanything about you it was paltry.Lord, when one end of the house, and so have an endlessshall we be done growing? As long as we have riband of foolscap rolling in upon my desk; andanything more to do, we have done nothing.upon that endless riband I should write a thou-So, now, let us add Moby Dick to our blessing, sand a million billion thoughts, all underand step from that.Leviathan is not the biggest the form of a letter to you.The divine magnet isfish; I have heard of Krakens.on you, and my magnet responds.Which is theThis is a long letter, but you are not at all biggest? A foolish question they are One.bound to answer it.Possibly, if you do answer it, H.and direct it to Herman Melville, you will mis- P.P.S.Don t think that by writing me a let-send it for the very fingers that now guide this ter, you shall always be bored with an immediatepen are not precisely the same that just took it reply to it and so keep both of us delving overup and put it on this paper.Lord, when shall we a writing-desk eternally.No such thing! I sh n tbe done changing? Ah! it s a long stage, and no always answer your letters, and you may do just asinn in sight, and night coming, and the body you please. 380 INDEXNote: Page numbers in Albatross (ship) 142 143, Apparition.(A Retrospect.), art and artists.See alsoboldface indicate main 156 157 The 18 paintingsentries.Page numbers in Albemarle (ship) 21 Apparition.(The Parthenon in Art 20 21italic indicate illustrations [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]