Explore "The Swamp Angel (Poems from Battle Pieces)" by Herman Melville on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
There is a coal-black Angel / With a thick Afric lip, / And he dwells (like the hunted and harried) / In a swamp where the green frogs dip.
But his face is against a City / Which is over a bay of the sea, / And he breathes with a breath that is blastment, / And dooms by a far decree.