Poems by Herman Melville
The Released Rebel Prisoner
... Wreathed with its kind, the Gulf-weed drives-- ...
Stonewall Jackson
... so We drop a tear on the bold Virginian's bier, ...
The Berg (A Dream)
... ounding thy precipice below,Nor stir the slimy slug that sprawlsAlong thy dead indifference of walls ...
The March into Virginia Ending in the First Manassas (July, 1861)
... they fare,Shall die experienced ere three days be spent -- Perish, enlightened by the vollied glare ...
The Portent (1859)
... veils its face, Shenandoah!But the streaming beard is shown (Weird John Brown),The meteor of the war ...
Shiloh: A Requiem (April, 1862)
... Skimming lightly, wheeling still, The swallows fly lowOver the field in clouded days, The forest-field of Shiloh --Over the field where April rainSolaced the parched ones stretched in painThrough the pause of nightThat followed the Sunday fight Around the church of Shiloh --The church so lone, the log-built one,That echoed to many a parting groan And natural prayer Of dying foemen mingled there --Foemen at morn, but friends at eve -- Fame or country least their care:(What like a bullet can undeceive!) But now they lie low,While over them the swallows skim, And all is hushed at Shiloh. ...
Tom Deadlight (1810)
... don't sew me up without baccy in mouth, boys, And don't blubber like lubbers when I turn up my keel ...
