English poem
On The Grave Of A Young Cavalry Officer Killed In The Valley Of Virginia
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.
More by Herman Melville
- Old Counsel
- On a natural Monument
- On a Natural Monument in a field of Georgia.
- On Sherman's Men who fell in the Assault of Kenesaw Mountain, Georgia.
- On the Home Guards who perished in the Defense of Lexington, Missouri.
- On the Men of Maine killed in the Victory of Baton Rouge, Louisiana.
- On The Photograph Of A Corps Commander
- On The Slain At Chickamauga