The Daily Dick: Musings on the Greatest Novel Ever
"It was a clear steel-blue day. The firmaments of air and sea were hardly separable in that all-pervading azure; only the pensive air was transparently pure and soft, with a woman’s look, and the robust and man-like sea heaved with long, strong, lingering swells, as Samson’s chest in his sleep."
Musing: Like a symphony the language in this chapter is lyrical and lovely. It's also a bit sexual. There is a lot of hidden beauty in Moby Dick and this chapter is one of my favorite examples. The language also lulls the reader into a bit of a rest after all the symbols and foreshadowing and darkness in the previous chapters.