unconquering

Towards thee I roll, thou all-destroying but unconquering whale; to the last I grapple with thee; from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee.

Moby Dick: Portrait of the Blogger as a Young Reader and Other Thoughts Abigail Nussbaum 2007

Towards thee I roll, thou all-destroying but unconquering whale; to the last I grapple with thee; from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee.

Great Sea Stories Various 1897

Towards thee I roll, thou all-destroying but unconquering whale; to the last I grapple with thee; from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee.

Moby Dick: or, the White Whale Herman Melville 1855

Towards thee I roll, thou all-destroying but unconquering whale; to the last I grapple with thee; from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee.

Moby Dick, or, the whale Herman Melville 1855

Towards thee I roll, thou all-destroying but unconquering whale; to the last I grapple with thee; from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee.

Moby-Dick, or, The Whale 1851

"Towards thee I roll, thou all-destroying but unconquering whale; to the last I grapple with thee; from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee."

Documenting Reality Kehko 2009

"Towards thee I roll, thou all-destroying but unconquering whale; to the last I grapple with thee; from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee."

Documenting Reality Kehko 2009

[(but with the unconquering) 9.7 (timidity) 29.7 (of a real lover, silence closed his lips, thoug) 9.7 (h the)] TJ

Drelincourt and Rodalvi; or, Memoirs of Two Nobel Families Byron 1807

The ardent Clayton soon devoted his glowing heart, entirely to one, who appeared so worthy of it, he no longer complained of the insipidity of life, but of its shortness; his whole soul was filled with the ardour of his passion, he lived only to love, but with the unconquering timidity of a real lover, silence closed his lips, though the dictates of his heart continually hovered on them; in the presence of his mistress he gazed on her in mute admiration, but in absence he delighted his imagination by talking to her.

Drelincourt and Rodalvi; or, Memoirs of Two Nobel Families Byron 1807

Towards thee I roll, thou all-destroying but unconquering whale; to the last I grapple with thee; from hell’s heart I stab at thee; for hate’s sake I spit my last breath at thee.

Moby Dick; or the Whale 2002