MOBY-DICK, page 279
Title: At last, gush after gush of clotted red gore, as if it had been the purple lees of red wine, shot into the frighted air; and falling back again, ran dripping down his motionless flanks into the sea. His heart had burst!
10.75 x 7.75 inchesink on found paperJune 13, 2010
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