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Then holding the lance full before his waistband's middle, he levels it at the whale; when, covering him with it, he steadily depresses the butt-end in his hand, thereby elevating the point till the weapon stands fairly balanced upon his palm, fifteen feet in the air. He minds you somewhat of a juggler, balancing a long staff on his chin. Next moment with a rapid, nameless impulse, in a superb lofty arch the bright steel spans the foaming distance, and quivers in the life spot of the whale. Instead of sparkling water, he now spouts red blood.
于是，他把那支長(zhǎng)長(zhǎng)的捕鯨槍拎在他的腰際，瞄向大鯨，等到完全把它瞄準(zhǔn)了，他便從容地壓著他手里的長(zhǎng)柄，使那槍頭翹起，翹得那支武器簡(jiǎn)直是豎托在他掌心上有十五英尺高。他叫人想起一個(gè)變戲法的人，把一根長(zhǎng)棒托在下巴上。不一會(huì)，快得無法形容地一推，那支燦亮的鐵器就高高地弓成拱形，射到那泡沫四起的遠(yuǎn)方，剎地?fù)糁辛舜篥L的要害。它現(xiàn)在噴出來的已經(jīng)不是閃亮起泡的水，而是鮮紅的血了。
That drove the spigot out of him! cried Stubb. "'Tis July's immortal Fourth; all fountains must run wine today! Would now, it were old Orleans whiskey, or old Ohio, or unspeakable old Monongahela! Then, Tashtego, lad, I'd have ye hold a canakin to the jet, and we'd drink round it! Yea, verily, hearts alive, we'd brew choice punch in the spread of his spout-hole there, and from that live punch-bowl quaff the living stuff."
把它身子的塞子拔開啦！斯塔布叫道。"這是不朽的七月四日；今天所有的噴泉一定都流出酒來了！現(xiàn)在如果這就是奧爾良（奧爾良——法國(guó)北部的城市。）的陳年威士忌，或者是陳年的俄亥俄酒，或者是好得不得了的陳年的摩嫩加希拉河（摩嫩加希拉河——在巴拿馬的匹茨堡。）酒！那么，塔斯蒂哥，老弟，我可要你捧一只小罐湊到噴水孔那邊去，讓咱們?cè)谒赃吅葌€(gè)痛快啦！是呀，真是乖乖不得了，我們就可以在它的噴水孔那邊釀起上等的五味酒來，打那個(gè)自來水似的五味酒缽里，咕嚕咕嚕喝個(gè)不完呢。"
Again and again to such gamesome talk, the dexterous dart is repeated, the spear returning to its master like a greyhound held in skilful leash. The agonized whale goes into his flurry; the tow-line is slackened, and the pitchpoler dropping astern, folds his hands, and mutely watches the monster die.
一面不斷地大開這種玩笑，一面就這么反復(fù)而熟練地戳著，槍頭象是一只被縛在巧妙的皮帶里的狼狗一樣，一下子就可拉回來，那條嚇昏了的鯨越來越慌張了，纖繩一松，投桿人就跳到艇梢，叉起雙手，不聲不響地瞅著那只巨獸完蛋。
