Poems by Herman Melville
The Victor Of Antietam
... Your tent was choked with captured flags that day, ...
The Maldive Shark
... From his saw-pit of mouth, from his charnel of maw, ...
The Stone Fleet
... do but think I scudded round the Horn in one- ...
To The Master Of The _Meteor_
... To the shearer of ocean's fleece we drink, ...
America
... So she, with graver air and lifted flag ...
Inscription
... There we were ruled by the traitor's choice ...
Fragments Of A Lost Gnostic Poem Of The Twelfth Century
... The Good Man pouring from his pitcher clear ...
The House-Top
... And priestly spells which late held hearts in awe- ...
The Enviable Isles
... dew. But, inland, where the sleep that folds the hills ...
The Age Of The Antonines
... world Nor the peace of the just was feigned ...
On The Grave Of A Young Cavalry Officer Killed In The Valley Of Virginia
... Gold, yet a mind not unenriched had he ...
A Requiem
... Nor heed they now the lone bird's flight ...
Shiloh
... Solaced the parched ones stretched in pain ...
Gettysburg
... O Pride of the days in prime of the months ...
The Enthusiast
... "Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him"Shall hearts that beat no base retreat ...
