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as I bathed my hands among those soft, gentle globules of infiltrated tissues, woven almost within the hour; as they richly broke to my fingers, and discharged all their opulence, like fully ripe grapes their wine; as I snuffed up that uncontaminated aroma,— literally and truly, like the smell of spring violets; I declare to you, that for the time I lived as in a musky meadow; I forgot all about our horrible oath; in that inexpressible sperm, I washed my hands and my heart of it; I almost began to credit the old Paracelsan superstition that sperm is of rare virtue in allaying the heat of anger; while bathing in that bath, I felt divinely free from all ill-will, or petulance, or malice, of any sort whatsoever.
我双手沐浴在这些渗透肌肤的柔和的水珠里，差不多要浸上一个钟头，它们在我手指的抓捏下，都油腻腻地散开了，发出浓郁的油质，象熟透了的葡萄酿成酒，鼻子里吸足了那纯粹的香气——实际上，真香得跟春天的紫罗兰一般，总之我告诉你们，这时，我是暂时生活在一片麝香的大草原上。我把我们的可怕的誓言都忘得一干二净，我已经在这种难以形容的抹香鲸油里，洗心革面，撒手不干了。我简直开始相信从前那种巴拉赛尔斯派的迷信，认为这种抹香鲸油具有消火祛怒的难得的功效。因为我一边泡在那种沐浴里，一边神妙地觉得已经把一切邪念、恶意、脾气暴躁以及其它类似等等都荡涤净尽了。
Squeeze! squeeze! squeeze! all the morning long; I squeezed that sperm till I myself almost melted into it; I squeezed that sperm till a strange sort of insanity came over me; and I found myself unwittingly squeezing my co-laborers' hands in it, mistaking their hands for the gentle globules. Such an abounding, affectionate, friendly, loving feeling did this avocation beget; that at last I was continually squeezing their hands, and looking up into their eyes sentimentally; as much as to say,—Oh! my dear fellow beings, why should we longer cherish any social acerbities, or know the slightest ill-humor or envy!
捏呀！捏呀！捏呀！我捏了整整一个上午；我捏着那些鲸油，直捏得我自己也差不多溶化在它里头；我捏着那些鲸油，直捏得我竟奇奇怪怪地神志不清起来；我发觉我自己竟不知不觉地捏起浸在油里的同伴们的手，把他们的手当成那柔滑的水珠。这种差使竟会产生这样一种富有深情友爱的情感来；弄得我终于不住地捏着他们的手，满怀感伤地抬起头来直望着他们的眼睛；好象在说，——我亲爱的伙伴们呵！我们干吗还要待人尖酸刻薄，或者稍怀一点恶意和妒忌呢！
