Title: ...thus to and fro pacing, beneath his slouched hat, at every turn he passed his own wrecked boat, which had been dropped upon the quarter-deck, and lay there reversed; broken bow to shattered stern. At last he paused before it; and as in an already over-clouded sky fresh troops of clouds will sometimes sail across, so over the old man's face there now stole some such added gloom as this.
6.25 inches by 10 inches
ink on found paper
January 7, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
MOBY-DICK, Page 530
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Another very intentional echo of the illustration for page 318. All that about Ahab's shadow...ReplyDelete