page 407 of 615 of Moby-Dick; or, The Whale

Obsessed with something you cannot understand, a monster with no face, who presents only his backside to you in anger, a beast of pyramidical silence.

Though we get nearly nothing of Ahab, we feel this obsession through Ishmael’s scientific and philosophic wanderings. But what is Ahab pondering all this time?

Melville knows full well the mythic of the tale and links it to the great legends of old.