Moby Dick- Call me Ishmal. Narration style, descriptive, Mature

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Short clip form The Timeless Classic Moby Dick. Recorded in a Narration style, with subtle emotional pitches, with a deep tone and slight emotional changes.

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Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)


North American (General)


Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
call me Ishmael, some years ago. Never mind how long, precisely having little or no money in my purse, and 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 the spleen and regulating the circulation whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth, whenever it is a damp, drizzly november in 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 get such an upper hand of me, that requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street and methodically knocking people's hats off. Then I account it high time to get to the sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol in ball. With a philosophical flourish. Cattle 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 another cherished. Very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me. There is now your insular city of Manhattan toes, belted round by wars as indian isles, by coral reefs, commerce surrounds it with her surf, right and left the streets. Take you water word, it's extreme downtown is the battery, where that noble mole is washed by waves and cooled by breezes which a few hours previous were out of sight of land. Look at all the crowds of water geysers there