Who is Herman Melville

Herman Melville[a] (August 1, 1819 – September 28, 1891) was an American novelist, short story writer, and poet of the American Renaissance period. Among his best known works are Typee (1846), a romantic account of his experiences of Polynesian life, and his whaling novel Moby-Dick (1851).

Melville was born in New York City, the third child of a merchant who dealt in French dry goods and his wife. Years as a common sailor from 1839 to 1844 were the basis of his early writings. His first book was Typee (1846), a highly romanticized account of his life among Polynesians. It became such a best-seller that he wrote the sequel Omoo (1847). These successes gave him the financial basis to marry Elizabeth Shaw, daughter of a prominent Boston family, but the success prove...
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  • Boscobel19751: john bayley writing about patrick o’brian (and by extension herman melville). “the reader today has become conditioned, partly by academic critics, to look in melville and conrad for the larger issues and deeper significances, rather than enjoying the play of life...
  • W_tripsolution: “it is not down in any map; true places never are.” – herman melville
  • Getupmyfriend1: it is better to fail in originality than to succeed in imitation. ~ herman melville
  • Spaghettibot3: herman melville is overrated
  • Sd58kengard: here is the answer to today’s trivia question: q: in herman melville’s novel “moby dick,” who was the loyal, reasonable first mate? a: starbuck
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