Moby Dick - pg. 499

Now, had Tashtego perished in that head, it had been a very precious perishing; smothered in the very whitest and daitiest of fragrant spermacetti; coffined, hearsed, and tombed in the secret inner chamber and sanctum santorum of the whale. Only one sweeter end  can readily be recalled -- the delicious death os an Ohio honey-hunter, who seeking honey in the crotch of a hollow tree, found such exceeding store of it, that leaning too far over, it sucked him in, so that he died embalmed. How many, think ye, have likewise fallen into Plato's honey head, and sweetly perished there?