Herman Melville

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

Herman Melville Poems

41. The Temeraire 4/19/2010
42. The College Colonel 4/19/2010
43. On The Photograph Of A Corps Commander 4/17/2010
44. Far Off-Shore 4/17/2010
45. Pebbles 4/17/2010
46. The March To The Sea 4/6/2011
47. The Ravaged Villa 4/19/2010
48. Sheridan At Cedar Creek 4/17/2010
49. On The Grave Of A Young Cavalry Officer Killed In The Valley Of Virginia 4/17/2010
50. The Figure-Head 4/19/2010
51. The Released Rebel Prisoner 4/19/2010
52. The Scout Toward Aldie 4/19/2010
53. Rebel Color-Bearers At Shiloh 4/17/2010
54. Stonewall Jackson 4/19/2010
55. The Victor Of Antietam 4/19/2010
56. Malvern Hill 4/17/2010
57. The Land Of Love 4/19/2010
58. The Fortitude Of The North 4/19/2010
59. The Swamp Angel 4/19/2010
60. Epilogue 4/17/2010
61. Crossing The Tropics 4/17/2010
62. Immolated 1/3/2003
63. The Tuft Of Kelp 4/19/2010
64. Shelley's Vision 4/17/2010
65. Stonewall Jackson (Ascribed To A Virginian) 4/19/2010
66. Fragments Of A Lost Gnostic Poem Of The Twelfth Century 4/17/2010
67. Greek Architecture 4/17/2010
68. The Enthusiast 1/3/2003
69. A Requiem 4/17/2010
70. From The Conflict Of Convictions 4/17/2010
71. The New Zealot To The Sun 4/19/2010
72. Dupont’s Round Fight (November, 1861) 4/17/2010
73. Commemorative Of A Naval Victory 4/17/2010
74. The Night March 4/19/2010
75. The Mound By The Lake 1/3/2003
76. Chattanooga 4/17/2010
77. Dirge 4/17/2010
78. An Uninscribed Monument On One Of The Battle-Fields Of The Wilderness 4/17/2010
79. A Utilitarian View Of The Monitor's Fight 4/17/2010
80. A Meditation 4/17/2010

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Art

In placid hours well-pleased we dream
Of many a brave unbodied scheme.
But form to lend, pulsed life create,
What unlike things must meet and mate:
A flame to melt--a wind to freeze;
Sad patience--joyous energies;
Humility--yet pride and scorn;
Instinct and study; love and hate;
Audacity--reverence. These must mate,
And fuse with Jacob's mystic heart,
To wrestle with the angel--Art.

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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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