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From the magazine:At Melville's Tomb
At Melville's Tomb
Often beneath the wave, wide from this ledge
The dice of drowned men’s bones he saw bequeath
An embassy. Their numbers as he watched,
Beat on the dusty shore and were obscured.
And wrecks passed without sound of bells,
The calyx of death’s bounty giving...
The dice of drowned men’s bones he saw bequeath
An embassy. Their numbers as he watched,
Beat on the dusty shore and were obscured.
And wrecks passed without sound of bells,
The calyx of death’s bounty giving...
Table of Contents
New Poems
- R. P. Blackmur
By My Fire
Four Poems
Two Poems
In the Prison
- Hart Crane
Virginia Portraits
Five Poems
Comment
- Harriet Monroe
- Hart Crane, Harriet Monroe
Reviews
- Harriet Monroe
- George H. Dillon
- Margery Swett Mansfield
- Professor Emeritus Joseph Warren Beach
Brief Notices
- George H. Dillon
- Harriet Monroe
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