“ In no Paradise myself, I am impatient of all misery in others that is not mad. Thou should’st go mad, blacksmith; say, why dost thou not go mad? How can’st thou endure without being mad? Do the heavens yet hate thee, that thou can’st not go mad?—What wert thou making there? ”
Herman Melville, Moby-Dick (1851). copy citation
| Author | Herman Melville |
|---|---|
| Source | Moby-Dick |
| Topic | misery heaven |
| Date | 1851 |
| Language | English |
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| Weblink | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/2701/2701-h/2701-h.htm |
Context
““ Because I am scorched all over, Captain Ahab, ” answered Perth, resting for a moment on his hammer; “ I am past scorching; not easily can’st thou scorch a scar. ” “ Well, well; no more. Thy shrunk voice sounds too calmly, sanely woeful to me. In no Paradise myself, I am impatient of all misery in others that is not mad. Thou should’st go mad, blacksmith; say, why dost thou not go mad? How can’st thou endure without being mad? Do the heavens yet hate thee, that thou can’st not go mad?—What wert thou making there? “ Welding an old pike-head, sir; there were seams and dents in it. ” “ And can’st thou make it all smooth again, blacksmith, after such hard usage as it had? ” “ I think so, sir. ” “ And I suppose thou can’st smoothe almost any seams and dents; never mind how hard the metal, blacksmith? ””
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