anchors
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- Heavy devices used to moor the ship, being lashed down on the Forecastle Bulwarks during a rising wind, which Stubb likens to tying a man's hands.
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- mooring
- location_on_ship
- Forecastle Bulwarks
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- Seems to me we are lashing down these anchors now as if they were never going to be used again.
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- I say, just wring out my jacket skirts, will ye? Thank ye. They laugh at long-togs so, Flask; but seems to me, a long tailed coat ought always to be worn in all storms afloat. The tails tapering down that way, serve to carry off the water, d’ye see. Same with cocked hats; the cocks form gable-end eave-troughs, Flask. No more monkey-jackets and tarpaulins for me; I must mount a swallow-tail, and drive down a beaver; so. Halloa! whew! there goes my tarpaulin overboard
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- 2026-03-02T00:08:09.685Z
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