If I had been astonished at first… In thoroughfares nigh the docks, a… But, besides the Feegeeans, Tonga… No town-bred dandy will compare wi… But think not that this famous tow…

When I removed into the country,… The house is old. Seventy years s… Whoever built the house, he builde… Now, for a house, so situated in s… During the first year of my reside…

So my poem is damned, and immortal… Snatching my hat, I dashed down t… Presently my old friend Standard… “Well met, Helmstone, my boy! Ah!… “You have seen it then?” said I,…

From ‘The Saya-y-Manto.’ While now the Pole Star sinks fro… The Southern Cross it climbs the… But losing thee, my love, my light… O bride but for one bridal night,

O Pride of the days in prime of t… Now trebled in great renown, When before the ark of our holy ca… Fell Dagon down– Dagon foredoomed, who, armed and t…

How often in the years that close, When truce had stilled the sieging… The soldiers, mounting on their wo… With mutual curious glance have ru… From face to face along the fronti…

We rovers bold, To the land of Gold, Over the bowling billows are glidi… Eager to toil, For the golden spoil,

Wandering late by morning seas When my heart with pain was low— Hate the censor pelted me— Deject I saw my shadow go. In elf-caprice of bitter tone

As we were walking down the end of… “What do you mean by that, Captai… “I mean,” he replied, “he must sho… “Yes,” said Captain Bildad in his… “Why,” said I, “he’s a member of…

After long wars when comes release Not olive wands proclaiming peace Can import dearer share Than stems of Herba Santa hazed In autumn’s Indian air.

It was during the more pleasant we… In most American whalemen the mas… Now, as the business of standing m… It may seem unwarrantable to coupl… In one of those southern whalesmen…

Yon black man-of-war-hawk that whe… the light O’er the black ship’s white sky-s’… cloud to the sight, Have we low-flyers wings to ascend…

Already we are boldly launched upo… It is some systematized exhibition… “No branch of Zoology is so much… “It is not my intention, were it i… “Unfitness to pursue our research…

One man we claim of wrought reknow… Which not the North shall care to… A Modern lived who sleeps in deat… Calm as the marble Ancients are: ’Tis he whose life, though a vapor…

Queequeg was a native of Rokovoko… When a new-hatched savage running… A Sag Harbor ship visited his fat… In vain the captain threatened to… And thus an old idolator at heart,…