Grenville Mellen | |
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| Born | 19 June 1799  Biddeford |
| Died | 5 September 1841 (aged 42) New York City |
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Grenville Mellen (June 19, 1799—September 5, 1841) was an American poet and lawyer, and the eldest son of Supreme Court Chief-Justice Prentiss Mellen.[1]
Grenville Mellen, born June 19, 1799, in Biddeford, Maine, was the son of Supreme Court Chief-Justice Prentiss Mellen and Sarah Mellen (née Hudson).[2] He graduated from Harvard University in 1818, thereafter entering the field of law, and studied law with his father before being admitted to the bar. During this time, he was married and settled in North Yarmouth, Maine in 1823, to practice law. In October, 1828, both his wife and only child died. It is remarked that after the death of his wife and child, his character was changed: "He had before been an ambitious and a happy man. The remainder of his life was clouded with melancholy."[3] Following this tragic loss, he removed to Boston. During this time, he began to write poetry for various journals, including the United States Literary Gazette, and began publishing satires, prose, and poetry. Five years later, he moved to New York, where he resided until summer of 1840. Due to declining health, and eventually contracting a form of consumption, he removed to Cuba.[3] Unsatisfied with the results of the warmer climate, he moved back to New York during Spring of 1841. Being attributed to both consumption and the death of his father, he died in New York City September 5, 1841.[3]
Mellen was a prolific writer, especially known amongst contemporaneous 19th century literati.[clarification needed] His work received mixed reviews. Rufus Wilmot Griswold remarks in The Poets and Poetry of America (1842): "As a poet, he enjoyed a higher reputation in his lifetime than his works will preserve. They are without vigour of thought or language, and are often dreamy, mystic, and unintelligible. In his writings there is no evidence of creative genius; no original, clear, and manly thought; no spirited and natural descriptions of life or nature; no humour, no pathos, no passion; nothing that appeals to the common sympathies of mankind."[3]
In A Chapter on Autography[when?] Edgar Allan Poe, another contemporary writer, describes Mellen as being "flighty, hyper-fanciful", and as having "unsettled and often erroneous ideas of the beautiful". Furthermore, he states, "Mr. Mellen has genius unquestionably, but there is something in his temperament which obscures it."[4]
Editor Michael Laird Simmons exclaims (1875), "A glance at his poems shows a delicate susceptibility to poetical impression, tinged with an air of melancholy."[1]