Herman Melville

(1 August 1819 – 28 September 1891 / New York City, New York)

Herman Melville Poems

1. A Dirge For Mcpherson 4/17/2010
2. Far Off-Shore 4/17/2010
3. Gold 4/17/2010
4. Herba Santa 4/17/2010
5. John Marr And Other Sailors 4/17/2010
6. L'Envoi 4/17/2010
7. Lines Traced Under An Image Of Amor Threatening 4/17/2010
8. Lone Founts 4/17/2010
9. Off Cape Colonna 4/17/2010
10. Song Of Yoomy 4/19/2010
11. The Good Craft _Snow Bird_ 4/19/2010
12. The March Into Viriginia 4/19/2010
13. The Marchioness Of Brinvilliers 4/19/2010
14. To Ned 4/19/2010
15. To The Master Of The _Meteor_ 4/19/2010
16. "The Ribs And Terrors In The Whale" 11/30/2015
17. Song of the Paddlers [excerpt] 7/1/2016
18. Tom Deadlight 4/19/2010
19. The Haglets 4/19/2010
20. The Figure-Head 4/19/2010
21. Old Counsel 4/17/2010
22. Pipe Song 4/17/2010
23. Memorials On The Slain At Chickamauga 4/17/2010
24. Inscription 4/17/2010
25. Invocation 4/17/2010
26. Crossing The Tropics 4/17/2010
27. Monody 4/19/2010
28. Epilogue 4/17/2010
29. The Man-O-War Hawk 4/19/2010
30. The Bench Of Boors 4/19/2010
31. The Eagle Of The Blue 4/19/2010
32. The Enviable Isles 4/19/2010
33. The Temeraire 4/19/2010
34. The March To The Sea 4/6/2011
35. The Released Rebel Prisoner 4/19/2010
36. The Apparition: A Retrospect 4/19/2010
37. The Fortitude Of The North 4/19/2010
38. Commemorative Of A Naval Victory 4/17/2010
39. Jack Roy 4/17/2010
40. Bridegroom Dick 4/17/2010
Best Poem of Herman Melville

America

I

Where the wings of a sunny Dome expand
I saw a Banner in gladsome air-
Starry, like Berenice's Hair-
Afloat in broadened bravery there;
With undulating long-drawn flow,
As rolled Brazilian billows go
Voluminously o'er the Line.
The Land reposed in peace below;
The children in their glee
Were folded to the exulting heart
Of young Maternity.

II

Later, and it streamed in fight
When tempest mingled with the fray,
And over the spear-point of the shaft
I saw the ambiguous lightning play.
Valor with Valor strove, and died:
Fierce ...

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Shiloh - A Requiem

Skimming lightly, wheeling still,
The swallows fly low
Over the field in clouded days,
The forest-field of Shiloh --
Over the field where April rain
Solaced the parched one stretched in pain
Through the pause of night
That followed the Sunday fight
Around the church of Shiloh--

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