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Ahoy thar, mateys!

       "The rods! the rods!" cried Starbuck to the crew, suddenly 
       admonished to vigilance by the vivid lightning that had just 
       been darting flambeaux, to light Ahab to his post. "Are they 
       overboard? drop them over, fore and aft. Quick!" 

       "Avast!" cried Ahab; "let's have fair play here, though we 
       be the weaker side. Yet I'll contribute to raise rods on the 
       Himmalehs and Andes, that all the world may be secured; 
       but out on privileges! Let them be, Sir." 

       "Look aloft!" cried Starbuck. "The St. Elmo's Lights(corpus 
       sancti) corpusants! the corpusants!" 

       All the yard-arms were tipped with a pallid fire; and touched 
       at each tri-pointed lightning-rod-end with three tapering white 
       flames, each of the three tall masts was silently burning in 
       that sulphurous air, like three gigantic wax tapers before an altar. 
. 
(Moby Dick, Chapter cxix, "The Candles" )

    http://www.princeton.edu/~batke/moby/moby_119.html

respectfully

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