The Whales of the North Sea - Chapter 58, Brit

i have chased leviathan round and round the pole with the revolutions of the bright points that first defined him to me. And beneath the effulgent antarctic skies, i have boarded the argo navis and joined the chase against the starry cetus. With a frigate's anchors for my bridle bits faces of harpoons for spurs, would i could mount that whale and leap the topmost skies to see whether the fabled heavens, with all their countless tents, really lie encamped beyond my mortal sight. On the second day, numbers of right whales were seen, who, secure from the attack of a sperm whaler like the pequod, sl