Herman Melville

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

Herman Melville Poems

81. The Portent 1/3/2003
82. The Ravaged Villa 4/19/2010
83. The Released Rebel Prisoner 4/19/2010
84. The Scout Toward Aldie 4/19/2010
85. The Stone Fleet 4/19/2010
86. The Swamp Angel 4/19/2010
87. The Temeraire 4/19/2010
88. The Tuft Of Kelp 4/19/2010
89. The Victor Of Antietam 4/19/2010
90. To Ned 4/19/2010
91. To The Master Of The _Meteor_ 4/19/2010
92. Tom Deadlight 4/19/2010
93. We Fish 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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Healed Of My Hurt

Healed of my hurt, I laud the inhuman Sea--
Yea, bless the Angels Four that there convene;
For healed I am even by the pitiless breath
Distilled in wholesome dew named rosmarine.

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