Herman Melville

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

Herman Melville Poems

1. "The Ribs And Terrors In The Whale" 11/30/2015
2. Song of the Paddlers [excerpt] 7/1/2016
3. Look-Out Mountain 4/30/2012
4. Falstaff's Lament Over Prince Hal Become Henry V 4/30/2012
5. The Enviable Isles 4/19/2010
6. John Marr And Other Sailors 4/17/2010
7. L'Envoi 4/17/2010
8. The Marchioness Of Brinvilliers 4/19/2010
9. Song Of Yoomy 4/19/2010
10. Lines Traced Under An Image Of Amor Threatening 4/17/2010
11. Lone Founts 4/17/2010
12. Bridegroom Dick 4/17/2010
13. To Ned 4/19/2010
14. To The Master Of The _Meteor_ 4/19/2010
15. Old Counsel 4/17/2010
16. Herba Santa 4/17/2010
17. The Haglets 4/19/2010
18. Jack Roy 4/17/2010
19. Invocation 4/17/2010
20. The Apparition: A Retrospect 4/19/2010
21. The Good Craft _Snow Bird_ 4/19/2010
22. The Eagle Of The Blue 4/19/2010
23. The March Into Viriginia 4/19/2010
24. Inscription 4/17/2010
25. The Aeolian Harp 4/19/2010
26. The Man-O-War Hawk 4/19/2010
27. Pipe Song 4/17/2010
28. Tom Deadlight 4/19/2010
29. Off Cape Colonna 4/17/2010
30. The Bench Of Boors 4/19/2010
31. The March To The Sea 4/6/2011
32. The Fortitude Of The North 4/19/2010
33. Stonewall Jackson (Ascribed To A Virginian) 4/19/2010
34. Marlena 4/17/2010
35. The Age Of The Antonines 4/19/2010
36. Stonewall Jackson 4/19/2010
37. The Stone Fleet 4/19/2010
38. The House-Top 4/19/2010
39. The Land Of Love 4/19/2010
40. Memorials On The Slain At Chickamauga 4/17/2010
Best Poem of Herman Melville

Misgivings

When ocean-clouds over inland hills
Sweep storming in late autumn brown,
And horror the sodden valley fills,
And the spire falls crashing in the town,
I muse upon my country's ills--
The tempest burning from the waste of Time
On the world's fairest hope linked with man's foulest crime.

Nature's dark side is heeded now--
(Ah! optimist-cheer dishartened flown)--
A child may read the moody brow
Of yon black mountain lone.
With shouts the torrents down the gorges go,
And storms are formed behind the storms we feel:
The hemlock shakes in the ...

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Immolated

Children of my happier prime,
When One yet lived with me, and threw
Her rainbow over life and time,
Even Hope, my bride, and mother to you!
O, nurtured in sweet pastoral air,
And fed on flowers and light and dew
Of morning meadows -spare, ah, spare
Reproach; spare, and upbraid me not
That, yielding scarce to reckless mood,

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