Into the White Whale's Eyes

The whale's entire dazzling hump was distinctly visible, sliding along the sea as if an isolated thing. A hideous motion gnawed his mouth like noiseless nautilous shells. Hundreds of gay fowl softly feathering the sea alternate with their fitful flight. No wonder there had been some among the hunters who, namelessly transported and allured by all this serenity, had ventured to assail it. But had fatefully found that quietude.