Beauty and youth, with manners sweet, and <br />friends-- <br />Gold, yet a mind not unenriched had he <br />Whom here low violets veil from eyes. <br />But all these gifts transcended be: <br />His happier fortune in this mound you see.<br /><br />Herman Melville<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-the-grave-of-a-young-cavalry-officer-killed-in-the-valley-of-virginia/
