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MOBY DICK HERMAN MELVILLE CHAPTER 113 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 113 The Forge With matted beard and swathed in a bristling shark-skin apron about mid-day Perth was standing between his forge and anvil the latter placed upon an ironwood log with one hand holding a pike-head in the coals and with the other at his forge s lungs when Captain Ahab came along carrying in his hand a small rusty-looking leathern bag. While yet a little distance from the forge moody Ahab paused till at last Perth withdrawing his iron from the fire began hammering it upon the anvil- the red mass sending off the sparks in thick hovering flights some of which flew close to Ahab. Are these thy Mother Carey s chickens Perth they are always flying in thy wake birds of good omen too but not to all - look here they burn but thou- thou liv st among them without a scorch. 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 Aye sir I think I can all seams and dents but one. Look ye here then cried Ahab passionately advancing and leaning with both hands on Perth s shoulders look ye here- here- can ye smoothe out a seam like this blacksmith sweeping one hand across his ribbed brow if thou could st blacksmith glad enough would I lay my head upon thy anvil and feel thy heaviest hammer between my eyes. Answer Can st thou smoothe this seam .
