Audiobook--Moby Dick
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Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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call me Ishmael some years ago. Never mind how long, Precisely having little or no money in my purse. Nothing particular to interest me on shore. I thought I would sail about a 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 a damp, drizzly November. My soul, whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet. And especially whenever my hypos such an upper hand on me that it requires a strong moral practice to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, a methodically knocking people's hats off that I counted high time to get to see as soon as I can. This is my substitute for a pistol and ball. With a philosophical flourish, Kato throws himself upon his sword. I quietly take to the ship. There is nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it. Almost all men in their degree, sometime or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me. There now is your insular city in the Mad Hatter knows, belted round by wars as Indian Isles by coral reefs. Commerce surrounds it with her surf right and left the streets. Take your water word. It's extreme downtown in the battery, where the noble mole is washed by ways and cooled by breezes, which a few hours previous were out of sight of land. Look at the crowds of water geysers there.