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There is, one knows not what, sweet mystery about the sea whose gently awful stirrings

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seem to speak of some hidden soul beneath.

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Pip was Ahab's black cabin boy in the B quad and he was lost at sea.

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By the nearest chance the ship itself at last rescued him, but from that hour the little

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Negro went about the deck an idiot, such at least they said he was.

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The sea had jeeringly kept his finite body up, but drowned the infinite of his soul.

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Not drowned entirely though, rather carried down alive to wondrous depths where strange

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shapes of the unwarp primal world glided to and fro before his passive eyes.

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And the miserly man's wisdom revealed his hoarded heaps.

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And among the joyous, heartless, ever juvenile eternities,

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Pip saw the multitudinous, God omnipresent coral insects.

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That out of the firmament of waters heaved the colossal orbs.

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He saw gods fought upon the treadle of the loom and spoke it,

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and therefore his shipmates called him mad.

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So man's insanity is heaven's sense, and wandering from all mortal reason,

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man comes at last to that celestial thought which to reason is absurd and frantic.

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And Willow Woe feels then uncompromised, indifferent as his god.