bountifully laughable the bar
now full or boarders nearly all whalemen;
chief, second, and third mates, and carpenters,
brown and brawny, bosky, shaggy, plain.

This fellow's cheek is a sun-toasted pear
and almost musky; touch of satin wood.
"Grub, ho!" the landlord, flinging open a door
and in we went to breakfast in the yard.

high polish is to be had anywhere.
to my no small surprise, a silence dead,
a kindred curious sight; these bashful bears!
as cool as ice over the many heads.

Queequeg eschewed coffee and hot rolls,
was smoking when I sallied for a stroll.