Excellent! Thou'st hit the world by that. 妙极啦！你就靠那岩石来跟世界碰的。

I know not, sir, but I was born there. 这我不知道，先生，可我是出生在那个地方的。

In the Isle of Man, hey? Well, the other way, it's good. 在人岛，是吗？唔，从另一方面说来，这倒不坏。

Here's a man from Man; a man born in once independent Man, and now unmanned of Man; which is sucked in — by what? 这儿有个从‘人’里来的人，一个出生于一度是独立的‘人’的人，现在却失去了人的‘人’；吃些什么——靠什么长大的？

Up with the reel! The dead, blind wall butts all inquiring heads at last. Up with it! So. 举起绕线轮来！僵掉半截的人居然还要寻根问底。举起来！好。

The log was heaved. The loose coils rapidly straightened out in a long dragging line astern, and then, instantly, the reel began to whirl. 测程仪给抛下去了。本来是松松的绳圈，立刻就伸直了，成为拖在船尾的一条曳长的绳子，接着，那绕线轮就马上转动起来。

In turn, jerkingly raised and lowered by the rolling billows, the towing resistance of the log caused the old reelman to stagger strangely. 可是，那只测程仪由于滚滚的波涛而猛烈地忽上忽下，从而产生的一种拖引的阻力，使得这个拿着绕线轮的老头儿晃来晃去，显得十分奇特。

Hold hard! 拿牢呀！

Snap! the overstrained line sagged down in one long festoon; the tugging log was gone. 啪哒一声断了！那根绷得过紧的绳子扳住了一块长长的船梢雕饰物；那只拽着的测程仪就此不见了。

I crush the quadrant, the thunder turns the needles, and now the mad sea parts the log-line. 我砸掉了象限仪，天雷把罗盘针转了向，这会儿，这个发狂的大海又把测程仪的绳子给搞断了。

But Ahab can mend all. Haul in here, Tahitian; reel up, Manxman. 可是，亚哈什么都能修。拉进来，塔希提佬；把绳子卷上来，人岛佬。

And look ye, let the carpenter make another log, and mend thou the line. See to it. 你们听着，找木匠再做一只测程仪，你把线修修好。当心点！