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Haven America

The Pacific No. 111 Moby Dick Book Plate Framed

$ 159.00

Haven America

The Pacific No. 111 Moby Dick Book Plate Framed

$ 159.00

The perfect holiday gift for that favorite avid reader. Herman Melville’s words literally jump off the page and onto your wall in our collection of Moby Dick inspired artwork. 

This piece features a quote from The Pacific Chapter of Herman Melville's Moby Dick. This is one of those final chapters of the showdown between Ahab and the white whale. Ishmael is trying to find the serenity that most seamen find in the waters of The Pacific, but the turbulence of Ahab's soul is stirring.

We select strong, meaningful quotes for all the Book Plates, you will find yourself reading them over and over. The entire collection of quotes consists of nine. Such a great piece of literature to bring into your decor. It is the perfect fit obviously for nautical decor, but also for the literature lover.

Each bookplate is handcrafted. We print each on hand-painted wood, which is printed then with UV inks. Framed in beautiful reclaimed wood lath.

Available in three colors and two size options.

Color Options (use the pull-down menu to select)
- Navy Blue with White Lettering
- Grey with White Lettering
- White with Navy Blue Lettering

 Size Options (use the pull-down menu to select)
-- Small 24"w x 33"h
-- Large 30"w x 40"h

The Pacific No. 111 (Full Quote)
There is, one knows not what sweet mystery about this sea, whose gently awful stirrings seem to speak of some hidden soul beneath; like those fabled undulations of the Ephesian sod over the buried Evangelist St. John. And meet it is, that over these sea-pastures, wide-rolling watery prairies and Potters’ Fields of all four continents, the waves should rise and fall, and the ebb and flow unceasingly; for here, millions of mixed shades and shadows, drowned dreams, somnambulisms, reveries; all that we call lives and souls, lie dreaming, dreaming, still; tossing like slumberers in their beds; the ever-rolling waves but made so by their restlessness.

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