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as I bathed my hands among those soft, gentle globules of infiltrated tissues, woven almost within the hour; as they richly broke to my fingers, and discharged all their opulence, like fully ripe grapes their wine; as I snuffed up that uncontaminated aroma,— literally and truly, like the smell of spring violets; I declare to you, that for the time I lived as in a musky meadow; I forgot all about our horrible oath; in that inexpressible sperm, I washed my hands and my heart of it; I almost began to credit the old Paracelsan superstition that sperm is of rare virtue in allaying the heat of anger; while bathing in that bath, I felt divinely free from all ill-will, or petulance, or malice, of any sort whatsoever.
我雙手沐浴在這些滲透肌膚的柔和的水珠里，差不多要浸上一個鐘頭，它們在我手指的抓捏下，都油膩膩地散開了，發出濃郁的油質，象熟透了的葡萄釀成酒，鼻子里吸足了那純粹的香氣——實際上，真香得跟春天的紫羅蘭一般，總之我告訴你們，這時，我是暫時生活在一片麝香的大草原上。我把我們的可怕的誓言都忘得一干二凈，我已經在這種難以形容的抹香鯨油里，洗心革面，撒手不干了。我簡直開始相信從前那種巴拉賽爾斯派的迷信，認為這種抹香鯨油具有消火祛怒的難得的功效。因為我一邊泡在那種沐浴里，一邊神妙地覺得已經把一切邪念、惡意、脾氣暴躁以及其它類似等等都蕩滌凈盡了。
Squeeze! squeeze! squeeze! all the morning long; I squeezed that sperm till I myself almost melted into it; I squeezed that sperm till a strange sort of insanity came over me; and I found myself unwittingly squeezing my co-laborers' hands in it, mistaking their hands for the gentle globules. Such an abounding, affectionate, friendly, loving feeling did this avocation beget; that at last I was continually squeezing their hands, and looking up into their eyes sentimentally; as much as to say,—Oh! my dear fellow beings, why should we longer cherish any social acerbities, or know the slightest ill-humor or envy!
捏呀！捏呀！捏呀！我捏了整整一個上午；我捏著那些鯨油，直捏得我自己也差不多溶化在它里頭；我捏著那些鯨油，直捏得我竟奇奇怪怪地神志不清起來；我發覺我自己竟不知不覺地捏起浸在油里的同伴們的手，把他們的手當成那柔滑的水珠。這種差使竟會產生這樣一種富有深情友愛的情感來；弄得我終于不住地捏著他們的手，滿懷感傷地抬起頭來直望著他們的眼睛；好象在說，——我親愛的伙伴們呵！我們干嗎還要待人尖酸刻薄，或者稍懷一點惡意和妒忌呢！
