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Herman Melville

Herman Melville (1819-1891) was an American novelist, short story writer, and poet of the American Renaissance period. Born in New York City, Melville’s early life was marked by financial instability following his father’s untimely death. He briefly attended Albany Academy before venturing out to sea, working on whaling ships and as a deckhand on merchant vessels. These maritime experiences profoundly influenced his writing.

Melville's early novels, such as "Typee" (1846) and "Omoo" (1847), were based on his adventures in the South Seas and enjoyed immediate popularity. However, his most renowned work, "Moby-Dick" (1851), initially met with mixed reviews and poor sales, leading to a decline in his literary reputation. The novel's complex narrative, philosophical depth, and symbolic richness were not fully appreciated until the 20th century, when it was recognized as a masterpiece of American literature.

Despite his literary struggles, Melville continued to write, producing works like "Bartleby, the Scrivener" (1853) and the posthumously published novella "Billy Budd" (1924). He spent his later years working as a customs inspector in New York City. Melville died in relative obscurity, but his legacy as one of America's greatest writers was firmly established posthumously, with "Moby-Dick" considered a cornerstone of Western literary canon.

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A painting in the style of Vincent Van Gogh depicting a whale hanging from ropes and pulleys on the side of a ship at night.
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The Funeral

“Haul in the chains! Let the carcase go astern!” The vast tackles have now done…
By Herman Melville
Gregory Peck Moby Dick
Prose

The Sphynx

A short space elapsed, and up into this noiselessness came Ahab alone from his cabin.…
By Herman Melville
Two Whales by Flavio Gasperini
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The Gigantic Tail

Out of the bottomless profundities the gigantic tail seems spasmodically snatching at the highest heaven.…
By Herman Melville
Prose

A Damp, Drizzly November in My Soul

Some years ago – never mind how long precisely – having little or no money…
By Herman Melville

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