“On this level, Ahab’s hammock swings within; his head this way. A touch, and Starbuck may survive to hug his wife and child again.— Oh Mary! Mary!— boy! boy! boy!— But if I wake thee not to death, old man, who can tell to what unsounded deeps Starbuck’s body this day week may sink, with all the crew! Great God, where art Thou? Shall I? shall I?— The wind has gone down and shifted, sir; the fore and main topsails are reefed and set! she heads her course.” “Stern all! Oh Moby Dick, I clutch thy heart at last!”
Starbuck nearly kills Ahab!
