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. A Dirge For Mcpherson 4/17/2010
3. A Meditation 4/17/2010
4. A Requiem 4/17/2010
5. A Utilitarian View Of The Monitor's Fight 4/17/2010
6. America 1/3/2003
7. An Uninscribed Monument On One Of The Battle-Fields Of The Wilderness 4/17/2010
8. Art 1/3/2003
9. Aurora Borealis 4/17/2010
10. Ball's Bluff: A Reverie 4/17/2010
11. Bridegroom Dick 4/17/2010
12. Chattanooga 4/17/2010
13. Commemorative Of A Naval Victory 4/17/2010
14. Crossing The Tropics 4/17/2010
15. Dirge 4/17/2010
16. Dupont’s Round Fight (November, 1861) 4/17/2010
17. Epilogue 4/17/2010
18. Falstaff's Lament Over Prince Hal Become Henry V 4/30/2012
19. Far Off-Shore 4/17/2010
20. Formerly A Slave 4/17/2010
21. Fragments Of A Lost Gnostic Poem Of The Twelfth Century 4/17/2010
22. From The Conflict Of Convictions 4/17/2010
23. Gettysburg 1/20/2003
24. Gold 4/17/2010
25. Gold In The Mountain 1/3/2003
26. Greek Architecture 4/17/2010
27. Healed Of My Hurt 1/3/2003
28. Herba Santa 4/17/2010
29. Immolated 1/3/2003
30. In The Prison Pen 4/17/2010
31. Inscription 4/17/2010
32. Invocation 4/17/2010
33. Jack Roy 4/17/2010
34. John Marr And Other Sailors 4/17/2010
35. L'Envoi 4/17/2010
36. Lines Traced Under An Image Of Amor Threatening 4/17/2010
37. Lone Founts 4/17/2010
38. Look-Out Mountain 4/30/2012
39. Malvern Hill 4/17/2010
40. Marlena 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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Gettysburg

O Pride of the days in prime of the months
Now trebled in great renown,
When before the ark of our holy cause
Fell Dagon down-
Dagon foredoomed, who, armed and targed,
Never his impious heart enlarged
Beyond that hour; God walled his power,
And there the last invader charged.

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