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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409927" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In The Prison Pen</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409927" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">1864</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409927" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Listless he eyes the palisades<br>And sentries in the glare;<br>'Tis barren as a pelican-beach<br>But his world is ended there.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409927" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Nothing to do; and vacant hands<br>Bring on the idiot-pain;<br>He tries to think--to recollect,<br>But the blur is on his brain.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409927" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Around him swarm the plaining ghosts<br>Like those on Virgil's shore--<br>A wilderness of faces dim,<br>And pale ones gashed and hoar.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409927" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A smiting sun. No shed, no tree;<br>He totters to his lair--<br>A den that sick hands dug in earth<br>Ere famine wasted there,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=409927" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Or, dropping in his place, he swoons,<br>Walled in by throngs that press,<br>Till forth from the throngs they bear<br>him dead--<br>Dead in his meagreness.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Herman+Melville">Herman Melville</a></strong></div>