Beauty and youth, with manners sweet, and
friends-
Gold, yet a mind not unenriched had he
Whom here low violets veil from eyes.
But all these gifts transcended be:
His happier fortune in this mound you see.

(C) Herman Melville
01/01/2000


Best Poems of Herman Melville

• The Age Of The Antonines
• We Fish
• Shiloh - A Requiem
• The Ravaged Villa
• Epilogue
• Dirge
• Lenvoi
• The Man-o-war Hawk
• Gold
• Formerly A Slave
• Malvern Hill
• Old Counsel
• Monody
• A Meditation
• Off Cape Colonna
• Chattanooga
• The Aeolian Harp
• Art
• America
• A Requiem
• Rebel Color-bearers At Shiloh