A Song For The Centennial Celebration Of Harvard College, 1836 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBCBDB EFGFHFIF JKCKLKMK CNCNCCOC PQRQNQSQ CTUTCCCC CVCVWVXV| When the Puritans came over | A |
| Our hills and swamps to clear | B |
| The woods were full of catamounts | C |
| And Indians red as deer | B |
| With tomahawks and scalping knives | C |
| That make folks' heads look queer | B |
| Oh the ship from England used to bring | D |
| A hundred wigs a year | B |
| - | |
| The crows came cawing through the air | E |
| To pluck the Pilgrims' corn | F |
| The bears came snuffing round the door | G |
| Whene'er a babe was born | F |
| The rattlesnakes were bigger round | H |
| Than the but of the old rams horn | F |
| The deacon blew at meeting time | I |
| On every Sabbath morn | F |
| - | |
| But soon they knocked the wigwams down | J |
| And pine tree trunk and limb | K |
| Began to sprout among the leaves | C |
| In shape of steeples slim | K |
| And out the little wharves were stretched | L |
| Along the ocean's rim | K |
| And up the little school house shot | M |
| To keep the boys in trim | K |
| - | |
| And when at length the College rose | C |
| The sachem cocked his eye | N |
| At every tutor's meagre ribs | C |
| Whose coat tails whistled by | N |
| But when the Greek and Hebrew words | C |
| Came tumbling from his jaws | C |
| The copper colored children all | O |
| Ran screaming to the squaws | C |
| - | |
| And who was on the Catalogue | P |
| When college was begun | Q |
| Two nephews of the President | R |
| And the Professor's son | Q |
| They turned a little Indian by | N |
| As brown as any bun | Q |
| Lord how the seniors knocked about | S |
| The freshman class of one | Q |
| - | |
| They had not then the dainty things | C |
| That commons now afford | T |
| But succotash and hominy | U |
| Were smoking on the board | T |
| They did not rattle round in gigs | C |
| Or dash in long tailed blues | C |
| But always on Commencement days | C |
| The tutors blacked their shoes | C |
| - | |
| God bless the ancient Puritans | C |
| Their lot was hard enough | V |
| But honest hearts make iron arms | C |
| And tender maids are tough | V |
| So love and faith have formed and fed | W |
| Our true born Yankee stuff | V |
| And keep the kernel in the shell | X |
| The British found so rough | V |
Oliver Wendell Holmes
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