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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjplk5bHiyrJbn0KiQWYSoVE4JZotgbkF6kbw2RbyDzTBgYYrbF67gu7-HbqwAsGTXhKgcHR3sdOkHOlqWwMD8rveg18WRZZSjLTGQB7WVD1i1x4BcxQq4sDFB9mfe01qZMUtzTZgreGdY/s1600/24+%282%29.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjplk5bHiyrJbn0KiQWYSoVE4JZotgbkF6kbw2RbyDzTBgYYrbF67gu7-HbqwAsGTXhKgcHR3sdOkHOlqWwMD8rveg18WRZZSjLTGQB7WVD1i1x4BcxQq4sDFB9mfe01qZMUtzTZgreGdY/s320/24+(2).jpg" width="320" /></a>But how had the mystic thing been caught? Whisper it not, and I will tell; with a treacherous hook and line, as the fowl floated on the sea. At last the Captain made a postman of it; tying a lettered, leathern tally round its neck, with the ship's time and place; and then letting it escape. But I doubt not, that leathern tally, meant for man, was taken off in Heaven, when the white fowl flew to join the wing-folding, the invoking, and adoring cherubim!<br />Most famous in our Western annals and <a href="http://mkr-site.blogspot.com/">test link</a> Indian traditions is that of the White Steed of the Prairies; a magnificent milk-white charger, large-eyed, small-headed, bluff-chested, and with the dignity of a thousand monarchs in his lofty, overscorning carriage. He was the elected Xerxes of vast herds of wild horses, whose pastures in those days were only fenced by the Rocky Mountains and the Alleghanies. At their flaming head he westward trooped it like that chosen star which every evening leads on the hosts of light. The flashing cascade of his mane, the curving comet of his tail, invested him with housings more resplendent than gold and silver-beaters could have furnished him. A most imperial and archangelical apparition of that unfallen, western world, which to the eyes of the old trappers and hunters revived the glories of those primeval times when Adam walked majestic as a god, bluff-browed and fearless as this mighty steed. Whether marching amid his aides and marshals in the van of countless cohorts that endlessly streamed it over the plains, like an Ohio; or whether with his circumambient subjects browsing all around at the horizon, the White Steed gallopingly reviewed them with warm nostrils reddening through his cool milkiness; in whatever aspect he presented himself, always to the bravest Indians he was the object of trembling reverence and awe. Nor can it be questioned from what stands on legendary record of this noble horse, that it was his spiritual whiteness chiefly, which so clothed him with divineness; and that this divineness had that in it which, though commanding worship, at the same time enforced a certain nameless terror.<br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcT41oNnYX_WnYzYh5pJIo1ADpYFLKrlGpGWwo2pmU0HtkcVx62oEDMS6xqlKHBMe3f0FYQNpSNuUqfVMgP-OwYURyMsF6r8-WwtV2c0YyjpVARmLJ-8GbeVASWZ_SYUbm9aSLiibP4Gw/s1600/7.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcT41oNnYX_WnYzYh5pJIo1ADpYFLKrlGpGWwo2pmU0HtkcVx62oEDMS6xqlKHBMe3f0FYQNpSNuUqfVMgP-OwYURyMsF6r8-WwtV2c0YyjpVARmLJ-8GbeVASWZ_SYUbm9aSLiibP4Gw/s1600/7.jpg" /></a></div> <br />But there are other instances where this whiteness loses all that accessory and strange glory which invests it in the White Steed and Albatross.<br /><blockquote> What is it that in the Albino man so peculiarly repels and often shocks the eye, as that sometimes he is loathed by his own kith and kin! It is that whiteness which invests him, a thing expressed by the name he bears. The Albino is as well made as other men—has no substantive deformity—and yet this mere aspect of all-pervading whiteness makes him more strangely hideous than the ugliest abortion. Why should this be so?</blockquote> Nor, in quite other aspects, does Nature <a href="http://mkr-site.blogspot.com/">link again with longer anchor text</a> in her least palpable but not the less malicious agencies, fail to enlist among her forces this crowning attribute of the terrible. From its snowy aspect, the gauntleted ghost of the Southern Seas has been denominated the White Squall. Nor, in some historic instances, has the art of human malice omitted so potent an auxiliary. How wildly it heightens the effect of that passage in Froissart, when, masked in the snowy symbol of their faction, the desperate White Hoods of Ghent murder their bailiff in the market-place!<br />Nor, in some things, does the common, hereditary experience of all mankind fail to bear witness to the supernaturalism of this hue. It cannot well be doubted, that the one visible quality in the aspect of the dead which most appals the gazer, is the marble pallor lingering there; as if indeed that pallor were as much like the badge of consternation in the other world, as of mortal trepidation here. And from that pallor of the dead, we borrow the expressive hue of the shroud in which we wrap them. Nor even in our superstitions do we fail to throw the same snowy mantle round our phantoms; all ghosts rising in a milk-white fog—Yea, while these terrors seize us, let us add, that even the king of terrors, when personified by the evangelist, rides on his pallid horse.<br />Therefore, in his other moods, symbolize whatever grand or gracious thing he will by whiteness, no man can deny that in its profoundest idealized significance it calls up a peculiar apparition to the soul.

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<div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-3359197143219352943" itemprop="articleBody"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf_JTiAKWrgF_R9fDjaQes7YIxl7nrIHdn0hHWI2qnueKNYNOMBKjzQtKpFT912YqrvYA_h4tPktocjRz3O-3VrNScSwwvySkVqoOG3Ku_MiRmGRfriVgfx3uuiQLD_jqGlpnqPqvN9Ts/s1600/22+%282%29.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf_JTiAKWrgF_R9fDjaQes7YIxl7nrIHdn0hHWI2qnueKNYNOMBKjzQtKpFT912YqrvYA_h4tPktocjRz3O-3VrNScSwwvySkVqoOG3Ku_MiRmGRfriVgfx3uuiQLD_jqGlpnqPqvN9Ts/s320/22+(2).jpg" width="225" /></a></div> Nor is it at all prudent for the hunter to be over curious touching the precise nature of the whale spout. It will not do for him to be peering into it, and putting his face in it. You cannot go with your pitcher to this fountain and fill it, and bring it away. For even when coming into slight contact with the outer, vapoury shreds of the jet, which will often happen, your skin will feverishly smart, from the acridness of the thing so touching it. And I know one, who coming into still closer contact with the spout, whether with some scientific object in view, or otherwise, I cannot say, the skin peeled off from his cheek and arm. Wherefore, among whalemen, the spout is deemed poisonous; they try to evade it. Another thing; I have heard it said, and I do not much doubt it, that if the jet is fairly spouted into your eyes, it will blind you. The wisest thing the investigator can do then, it seems to me, is to let this deadly spout alone.<br />Still, we can hypothesize, even if we cannot prove and establish. My hypothesis is this: that the spout is nothing but mist. And besides other reasons, to this conclusion I am impelled, by considerations touching the great inherent dignity and sublimity of the Sperm Whale; I account him no common, shallow being, inasmuch as it is an undisputed fact that he is never found on soundings, or near shores; all other whales sometimes are. He is both ponderous and profound. And I am convinced that from the heads of all ponderous profound beings, such as Plato, Pyrrho, the Devil, Jupiter, Dante, and so on, there always goes up a certain semi-visible steam, while in the act of thinking deep thoughts. While composing a little treatise on Eternity, I had the curiosity to place a mirror before me; and ere long saw reflected there, a curious involved worming and undulation in the atmosphere over my head. The invariable moisture of my hair, while plunged in deep thought, after six cups of hot tea in my thin shingled attic, of an August noon; this seems an additional argument for the above supposition.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV0yJilT2c-gHMfaLVubT2S1GqdUdpgEDooeY0zAbumvg1955KyemJujBmFqm3vjXkBbBgtf7VT7WuX-Khc8iXoSXYIW19ej6IZ4M-O5FSXZUo9wJMCFAq8qvz1zAj-8dWxxWNBFDjals/s1600/410_133.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="184" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV0yJilT2c-gHMfaLVubT2S1GqdUdpgEDooeY0zAbumvg1955KyemJujBmFqm3vjXkBbBgtf7VT7WuX-Khc8iXoSXYIW19ej6IZ4M-O5FSXZUo9wJMCFAq8qvz1zAj-8dWxxWNBFDjals/s320/410_133.jpg" width="320" /></a></div> And how nobly it raises our conceit of the mighty, misty monster, to behold him solemnly sailing through a calm tropical sea; his vast, mild head overhung by a canopy of vapour, engendered by his incommunicable contemplations, and that vapour—as you will sometimes see it—glorified by a rainbow, as if Heaven itself had put its seal upon his thoughts. For, d'ye see, rainbows do not visit the clear air; they only irradiate vapour. And so, through all the thick mists of the dim doubts in my mind, divine intuitions now and then shoot, enkindling my fog with a heavenly ray. And for this I thank God; for all have doubts; many deny; but doubts or denials, few along with them, have intuitions. Doubts of all things earthly, and intuitions of some things heavenly; this combination makes neither believer nor infidel, but makes a man who regards them both with equal eye.<br />Other poets have warbled the praises of the soft eye of the antelope, and the lovely plumage of the bird that never alights; less celestial, I celebrate a tail.<br /><blockquote> Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat. Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci tation ullamcorper suscipit lobortis nisl ut aliquip exea commodo consequat.</blockquote> <ul> <li>Nor is it at all prudent for the hunter to be over curious touching the precise nature of the whale spout</li> <li> It will not do for him to be peering into it, and putting his face in it</li> <li> You cannot go with your pitcher to this fountain and fill it, and bring it away</li> <li> For even when coming into slight contact with the outer, vapoury shreds of the jet, which will often happen, your skin will feverishly smart, from the acridness of the thing so touching it</li> <li> And I know one, who coming into still closer contact with the spout, whether with some scientific object in view, or otherwise, I cannot say, the skin peeled off from his cheek and arm</li> <li> Wherefore, among whalemen, the spout is deemed poisonous; they try to evade it</li> </ul> <ol> <li>For Tharks they were wildly enthusiastic, and before another half hour had passed twenty mounted messengers were speeding across dead sea bottoms to call the hordes together for the expedition</li> <li> In three days we were on the march toward Zodanga, one hundred thousand strong, as Tars Tarkas had been able to enlist the services of three smaller hordes on the promise of the great loot of Zodanga</li> <li> At the head of the column I rode beside the great Thark while at the heels of my mount trotted my beloved Woola</li> <li> We traveled entirely by night, timing our marches so that we camped during the day at deserted cities where, even to the beasts, we were all kept indoors during the daylight hours</li> </ol> <br /><h1> Example Heading 1</h1> <h2> Example Heading 2</h2> <h3> Example Heading 3</h3> <h4> Example Heading 4</h4> <h5> Example Heading 5</h5> <h6> Example Heading 6</h6> </div> <table style="width: 100%px;"><tbody> <tr><td></td> <td width="64px"> </td></tr> </tbody></table>

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