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MOBY DICK HERMAN MELVILLE CHAPTER 110 Đây là một tác phẩm anh ngữ nổi tiếng với những từ vựng nâng cao chuyên ngành văn chương. Nhằm giúp các bạn yêu thich tiếng anh luyện tập và củng cố thêm kỹ năng đọc tiếng anh . | MOBY DICK HERMAN MELVILLE CHAPTER 110 Queequeg in His Coffin Upon searching it was found that the casks last struck into the hold were perfectly sound and that the leak must be further off. So it being calm weather they broke out deeper and deeper disturbing the slumbers of the huge groundtier butts and from that black midnight sending those gigantic moles into the daylight above. So deep did they go and so ancient and corroded and weedy the aspect of the lowermost puncheons that you almost looked next for some mouldy corner-stone cask containing coins of Captain Noah with copies of the posted placards vainly warning the infatuated old world from the flood. Tierce after tierce too of water and bread and beef and shooks of staves and iron bundles of hoop were hoisted out till at last the piled decks were hard to get about and the hollow hull echoed under foot as if you were treading over empty catacombs and reeled and rolled in the sea like an air-freighted demijohn. Top-heavy was the ship as a dinnerless student with all Aristotle in his head. Well was it that the Typhoons did not visit them then. Now at this time it was that my poor pagan companion and fast bosom-friend Queequeg was seized with a fever which brought him nigh to his endless end. Be it said that in this vocation of whaling sinecures are unknown dignity and danger go hand in hand till you get to be Captain the higher you rise the harder you toil. So with poor Queequeg who as harpooneer must not only face all the rage of the living whale but- as we have elsewhere seen- mount his dead back in a rolling sea and finally descend into the gloom of the hold and bitterly sweating all day in that subterraneous confinement resolutely manhandle the clumsiest casks and see to their stowage. To be short among whalemen the harpooneers are the holders so called. Poor Queequeg when the ship was about half disembowelled you should have stooped over the hatchway and peered down upon him there where stripped to his .