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Moby Dick (1907) 77: But avast! [...] here’s a key that’ll fit, I guess.at avast!, excl.
Moby Dick (1907) 77: But avast! [...] here’s a key that’ll fit, I guess. Moby Dick (1907) 145: Ha! boy, come back? bad pennies come not sooner.at bad penny (n.) under bad, adj.
Moby Dick (1907) 20: What sort of bamboozingly story is this you are telling me?at bamboozle, v.
Moby Dick (1907) 150: Hist, boys! lets have a jig or two before we ride to anchor in Blanket Bay.at Blanket Bay, n.
Moby Dick (1907) 150: Eight bells there! d’ye hear, bell-boy? Strike the bell eight, thou Pip!at bell, n.1
Moby Dick (1907) 72: Why, blast your eyes, Bildad.at blast someone’s eyes! (excl.) under blast, v.1
Moby Dick (1907) 113: And I, like a blazing fool, kept kicking at it.at blazing, adj.
Moby Dick (1907) 481: The white whale’s – no, no, no, – blistered fool!at blistered, adj.
Moby Dick (1907) 308: ‘Don’t be afraid, my butter-boxes,’ cried Stubb.at butterbox (n.) under butter, n.1
Moby Dick (1907) 218: ‘Canallers!’ cried Don [...] ‘who and what are they?’ ‘Canallers, Don, are the boatmen belonging to our Grand Erie Canal.’.at canaller, n.
Moby Dick (1907) 435: Those masts are rooted in a hold that is going to be chock a’ block with sperm oil, d’ye see.at chockablock, adj.
Moby Dick 73: What’s that stultifying saying about chowder-headed people?at chowder-headed (adj.) under chowder-head, n.
Moby Dick (1907) 223: But all these were collared, and dragged along the deck like dead cattle.at collar, v.
Moby Dick (1907) 350: I well know that these Crappoes of Frenchmen are but poor devils in the fishery.at crappo, n.
Moby Dick (1907) 215: Damn your eyes! what’s that pump stopping for?at damn (someone’s) eyes! (excl.) under damn, v.
Moby Dick (1907) 258: Cussed fellow-critters! Kick up de damndest row as ever you can.at damnedest (adj.) under damned, adj.
Moby Dick (1907) 82: He shrinked and sheered away from whales, for fear of afterclaps, in case he got stove and went to Davy Jones.at go to Davy Jones’s locker (v.) under Davy Jones’s locker, n.
Moby Dick (1907) 306: The ungracious and ungrateful dog!at dog, n.2
Moby Dick (1907) 86: I was resolved to satisfy myself whether this ragged Elijah was really dogging us or not.at dog, v.1
Moby Dick (1907) 405: Drat the file, and drat the bone! This is hard which should be soft, and that is soft which should be hard.at drat, v.
Moby Dick (1907) 25: Going to his heavy grego, or wrapall, or dreadnought, which he had previously hung on a chair, he fumbled in the pockets.at dreadnought, n.1
Moby Dick (1907) 306: ‘The unmannerly Dutch dogger!’ cried Stubb.at Dutch, adj.2
Moby Dick (1907) 83: With all three masts making such an everlasting thundering against the side.at everlasting, adj.
Moby Dick (1907) 150: Grand snoozing to-night, maty; fat night for that.at fat, adj.
Moby Dick (1907) 257: But by Gor! you must stop dat dam racket!at gor!, excl.
Moby Dick (1907) 81: By the great anchor, what a harpoon he’s got there!at by the great horn spoon! (excl.) under great...!, excl.
Moby Dick (1907) 25: Going to his heavy grego, or wrapall, or dreadnought, which he had previously hung on a chair, he fumbled in the pockets.at grego, n.
Moby Dick (1907) 78: There sat Queequeg, altogether cool and self-collected; right in the middle of the room; squatting on his hams.at ham, n.1
Moby Dick (1907) 380: I jumped into my first mate’s boat [...] and snatching the first harpoon, let this old great-grandfather have it.at let someone have it (v.) under have, v.
Moby Dick (1907) 33: Ah, poor Hay-Seed! how bitterly will burst those straps in the first howling gale!at hayseed, n.
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