Herman Melville

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

Herman Melville Poems

1. America 1/3/2003
2. Gold In The Mountain 1/3/2003
3. Art 1/3/2003
4. Gettysburg 1/20/2003
5. Shiloh - A Requiem 1/3/2003
6. The Maldive Shark 1/3/2003
7. Misgivings 1/3/2003
8. The Portent 1/3/2003
9. The Martyr 4/19/2010
10. Healed Of My Hurt 1/3/2003
11. Aurora Borealis 4/17/2010
12. A Meditation 4/17/2010
13. The Berg (A Dream) 1/3/2003
14. We Fish 4/19/2010
15. An Uninscribed Monument On One Of The Battle-Fields Of The Wilderness 4/17/2010
16. Formerly A Slave 4/17/2010
17. Dirge 4/17/2010
18. Ball's Bluff: A Reverie 4/17/2010
19. Chattanooga 4/17/2010
20. A Utilitarian View Of The Monitor's Fight 4/17/2010
21. Greek Architecture 4/17/2010
22. The Mound By The Lake 1/3/2003
23. The Night March 4/19/2010
24. Commemorative Of A Naval Victory 4/17/2010
25. Dupont’s Round Fight (November, 1861) 4/17/2010
26. The New Zealot To The Sun 4/19/2010
27. The Swamp Angel 4/19/2010
28. From The Conflict Of Convictions 4/17/2010
29. A Requiem 4/17/2010
30. The Enthusiast 1/3/2003
31. Fragments Of A Lost Gnostic Poem Of The Twelfth Century 4/17/2010
32. Shelley's Vision 4/17/2010
33. The Tuft Of Kelp 4/19/2010
34. Immolated 1/3/2003
35. Crossing The Tropics 4/17/2010
36. Epilogue 4/17/2010
37. Malvern Hill 4/17/2010
38. The Victor Of Antietam 4/19/2010
39. Rebel Color-Bearers At Shiloh 4/17/2010
40. The Scout Toward Aldie 4/19/2010
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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The Berg (A Dream)

I saw a ship of material build
(Her standards set, her brave apparel on)
Directed as by madness mere
Against a solid iceberg steer,
Nor budge it, though the infactuate ship went down.
The impact made huge ice-cubes fall
Sullen in tons that crashed the deck;
But that one avalanche was all--
No other movement save the foundering wreck.

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