C. Ahab Ch 37 p2 - Moby Dick

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Yonder, by the ever-brimming goblet's rim, the warm waves blush like wine. The gold brow plumbs the blue. The diver sun, slow dived from noon, goes down; my soul mounts up! she wearies with her endless hill.

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