Herman Melville

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.
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