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 | Collected poems of Herman Melville |  |
SUGGESTED BY THE RUINS OF A MOUNTAIN-TEMPLE IN ARCADIA, ONE BUILT BY THE ARCHITECT OF THE PARTHENON
Like stranded ice when freshets die
These shattered marbles tumbled lie:
They trouble me.
These shattered marbles tumbled lie:
They trouble me.
What solace?—Old in inexhaustion,
Interred alive from storms of fortune,
The quarries be!
Interred alive from storms of fortune,
The quarries be!
| Collected poems of Herman Melville | |