John Marr and Other Poems

John Marr and Other Poems By Herman Melville Excerpt drift Washed with the swimmers, and the spent swimmers drown. Nine fathom did she sink, –erect, though hid from light Save her colors unsurrendered and spars that kept the height. Nay, pardon, old aunty! Wife, never let it fall, That big started tear that hovers on the brim; I forgot about your nephew and the Merrimac's We are delighted to publish this classic book as part of our extensive Classic Library collection. Many of the books in our collection have been out of print for decades, and therefore have not been accessible to the general public.