Moby Dick Narration
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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call me Ishmael some years ago. Never mind how long Precisely having little learning money in my purse and nothing in particular to interest me on shore. I thought I would sail about little and see the watery part of the world. It is a way I have of driving off spleen and regulating circulation whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth whenever it is adept, drizzly November in my soul, whenever I find myself in voluntarily pausing before coffin warehouses and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet and especially whenever my hypos get such another hand of me that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street and methodically knocking people's hats off. Then I counted hard time to get to the sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol in ball with philosophical floor. Shikata throws himself upon a sword I quickly take to the ship. There's nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it. Almost all men in their degree, sometime or other, cherished very nearly the same feelings toward the ocean with me. There now is your insular city of Manhattan does belted round by wars as Indian Isles by coral reefs. Commerce surrounds it with herself, right and left streets. Take your water word. It's extreme downtown. It's the battery with the noble boneless, washed by waves and cooled by breezes, which a few hours previously were out of sight of land. Look at the crowds of water geysers there.