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stated that it was the largest creature on earth, and its back is about a
mile and a half in circumference- it looks like a number of small islands
surrounded by what looks like seaweed.
According to the Speculum Regale (also called the King's
Mirror):
"There is a fish not yet mentioned
which it is scarcely advisable to speak about on account of its
size, which to most men will seem incredible. There are, moreover,
but very few who can tell anything definite about it, inasmuch as it
is rarely seen by men; for it almost never approaches the shore or
appears where fishermen can see it, and I doubt that this sort of
fish is very plentiful in the sea. In our language it is usually
called the kraken. I can say nothing definite as to its
length in ells, for on those occasions when men have seen it, it has
appeared more like an island than a fish. Nor have I heard that one
has ever been caught or found dead. It seems likely that there are
but two in all the ocean and that these beget no offspring, for I
believe it is always the same ones that appear. Nor would it be well
for other fishes if they were as numerous as the other whales,
seeing that they are so immense and need so much food. It is said,
that when these fishes want something to eat, they are in the habit
of giving forth a violent belch, which brings up so much food that
all sorts of fish in the neighborhood, both large and small, will
rush up in the hope of getting nourishment and good fare. Meanwhile
the monster keeps it mouth open, and inasmuch as its opening is
about as wide as a sound or fjord, the fishes cannot help crowding
in great numbers. But as soon as its mouth and belly are full, the
monster closes its mouth and thus catches and shuts in all the
fishes that just previously had rushed in eagerly to seek food."
The Kraken-
a poem by Lord Alfred Tennyson:
"Below
the thunders of the upper deep;
Far,
far beneath in the abysmal sea,
His
ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep
The
Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights flee
About
his shadowy sides: above him swell
Huge
sponges of millennial growth and height;
And
far away into the sickly light,
From
many a wondrous grot and secret cell
Unnumber’d
and enormous polypi
Winnow
with giant arms the slumbering green.
There
hath he lain for ages and will lie
Battening
upon huge seaworms in his sleep,
Until
the latter fire shall heat the deep;
Then
once by man and angels to be seen,
In
roaring he shall rise and on the surface die."
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