Herman Melville (Герман Мелвилл)

Art

IN placid hours well-pleased we dream
Of many a brave unbodied scheme.
But form to lend, pulsed life create,
What unlike things must meet and mate:
A flame to melt--a wind to freeze;
Sad patience--joyous energies;
Humility--yet pride and scorn;
Instinct and study; love and hate;
Audacity--reverence. These must mate,
And fuse with Jacob's mystic heart,
To wrestle with the angel--Art.

1. Jack Roy
2. The Night March
3. Crossing the Tropics
4. The College Colonel
5. Lines Traced under an Image of Amor Threatening

Madison Cawein (Мэдисон Кавейн) Art ("I know not how I found you")

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