but ahab, my captain, still moves before me in all his nantucket grimness and shagginess; and in this episode touching emperors and kings, i must not conceal that i have only to do with a poor old whale-hunter like him; and, therefore, all outward majestical trappings and housings are denied me. oh, ahab! what shall be grand in thee, it must needs be plucked at from the skies, and dived for in the deep, and featured in the unbodied air!