Grace being said,for those people have their grace as well as we-though Queequeg told me that unlike us, who at such times look downwards to our platters, they, on the contrary, copying the ducks, glance upwards to the great Giver of all feasts-Grace, I say, being said, the High Priest opens the banquet by the immemorial ceremony of the island; that is, dipping his consecrated and consecrating fingers into the bowl before the blessed beverage circulates. Seeing himself placed next the Priest, and noting the ceremony, and thinking himself-being Captain of a ship-as having plain precedence over a mere island King, especially in the King's own house-the Captain coolly proceeds to wash his hands in the punch bowl;taking it I suppose for a huge finger-glass. "Now," said Queequeg, "what you tink now?--Didn't our people laugh?"

饭前祷告做过后...因为他们也跟我们一样,饭前要做祷告...不过,魁魁格告诉我,做法跟我们不同,我们在这种场合上是俯对着我们的杯盘做的,他们却相反地,摹仿鸭子的样子,仰望着各种筵席的那个伟大的"赏赐者"...却说饭前祷告做过后,祭司长就按照这个岛国的万古不易的礼节来开席了;就是说,把他那圣化的。而现在正在做圣事的手指浸到那只还未对客人巡酒的喜酒壶里。那个船长看到自己就坐在祭司长的邻座,他一边注意着这种礼节,一边暗自忖量...身为一船之长...明明又是坐在一个小小的岛国国王的上首,尤其是正坐在国王自己的家里...于是,这个船长就不动声色地在潘趣酒壶里洗起手来;我想他是把它当作一只大指盆的。"现在,"魁魁格说,"现在你怎么个想法?我们那些人没有笑话他吗?"

At last, passage paid, and luggage safe, we stood on board the schooner. Hoisting sail, it glided down the Acushnet river. On one side, New Bedford rose in terraces of streets, their ice-covered trees all glittering in the clear, cold air. Huge hills and mountains of casks on casks were piled upon her wharves, and side by side the world-wandering whale ships lay silent and safely moored at last; while from others came a sound of carpenters and coopers, with blended noises of fires and forges to melt the pitch, all betokening that new cruises were on the start; that one most perilous and long voyage ended, only begins a second; and a second ended, only begins a third, and so on, for ever and for aye. Such is the endlessness, yea, the intolerableness of all earthly effort.

最后,付过船票,安顿了行李,我们就搭上那只纵帆船。篷帆扯起,船只顺着阿库希奈河徐徐而下。这一边是新贝德福显现在房屋鳞次栉比的街道中,街上那些冰封的树木都在晴冷的空间闪闪发光。桶子象大小丘陵似的堆积在码头上,浪游世界的捕鲸船终于又悄悄而安全地停泊在旁边;另一边传来木匠桶匠的声音,还混杂着为了融化沥青的火烧铁打的声音,一切都表示着新的巡弋已经开始;也表示着一次最危险的长距离航程虽然结束了,却不过是第二次航程的开始;而第二次航程的结束,又不过是第三次航程的开始,如此循环不息,永无止境。这就是整个人间的无休无止而且是难堪的努力。