The Pilgrim's Vision Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCBDB EFAFFFGF HI AIJIE FEGEEEGE FFAFKFLF FMEMNMOM APQPEPAP KRGRARFR FFSFTFFF FAUAAAAA FVAVAVWV EEXEXEFE EAPAYAZ FA2AOAB2EA2 AEFEC2ED2E WFEFFFAF AFE2FEFFF| IN the hour of twilight shadows | A |
| The Pilgrim sire looked out | B |
| He thought of the 'bloudy Salvages' | A |
| That lurked all round about | B |
| Of Wituwamet's pictured knife | C |
| And Pecksuot's whooping shout | B |
| For the baby's limbs were feeble | D |
| Though his father's arms were stout | B |
| - | |
| His home was a freezing cabin | E |
| Too bare for the hungry rat | F |
| Its roof was thatched with ragged grass | A |
| And bald enough of that | F |
| The hole that served for casement | F |
| Was glazed with an ancient hat | F |
| And the ice was gently thawing | G |
| From the log whereon he sat | F |
| - | |
| Along the dreary landscape | H |
| His eyes went to and fro | I |
| - | |
| The trees all clad in icicles | A |
| The streams that did not flow | I |
| A sudden thought flashed o'er him | J |
| A dream of long ago | I |
| He smote his leathern jerkin | E |
| And murmured 'Even so ' | - |
| - | |
| 'Come hither God be Glorified | F |
| And sit upon my knee | E |
| Behold the dream unfolding | G |
| Whereof I spake to thee | E |
| By the winter's hearth in Leyden | E |
| And on the stormy sea | E |
| True is the dream's beginning | G |
| So may its ending be | E |
| - | |
| 'I saw in the naked forest | F |
| Our scattered remnant cast | F |
| A screen of shivering branches | A |
| Between them and the blast | F |
| The snow was falling round them | K |
| The dying fell as fast | F |
| I looked to see them perish | L |
| When lo the vision passed | F |
| - | |
| 'Again mine eyes were opened | F |
| The feeble had waxed strong | M |
| The babes had grown to sturdy men | E |
| The remnant was a throng | M |
| By shadowed lake and winding stream | N |
| And all the shores along | M |
| The howling demons quaked to hear | O |
| The Christian's godly song | M |
| - | |
| 'They slept the village fathers | A |
| By river lake and shore | P |
| When far adown the steep of Time | Q |
| The vision rose once more | P |
| I saw along the winter snow | E |
| A spectral column pour | P |
| And high above their broken ranks | A |
| A tattered flag they bore | P |
| - | |
| 'Their Leader rode before them | K |
| Of bearing calm and high | R |
| The light of Heaven's own kindling | G |
| Throned in his awful eye | R |
| These were a Nation's champions | A |
| Her dread appeal to try | R |
| God for the right I faltered | F |
| And lo the train passed by | R |
| - | |
| 'Once more the strife is ended | F |
| The solemn issue tried | F |
| The Lord of Hosts his mighty arm | S |
| Has helped our Israel's side | F |
| Gray stone and grassy hillock | T |
| Tell where our martyrs died | F |
| But peaceful smiles the harvest | F |
| And stainless flows the tide | F |
| - | |
| 'A crash as when some swollen cloud | F |
| Cracks o'er the tangled trees | A |
| With side to side and spar to spar | U |
| Whose smoking decks are these | A |
| I know Saint George's blood red cross | A |
| Thou Mistress of the Seas | A |
| But what is she whose streaming bars | A |
| Roll out before the breeze | A |
| - | |
| 'Ah well her iron ribs are knit | F |
| Whose thunders strive to quell | V |
| The bellowing throats the blazing lips | A |
| That pealed the Armada's knell | V |
| The mist was cleared a wreath of stars | A |
| Rose o'er the crimsoned swell | V |
| And wavering from its haughty peak | W |
| The cross of England fell | V |
| - | |
| 'O trembling Faith though dark the morn | E |
| A heavenly torch is thine | E |
| While feebler races melt away | X |
| And paler orbs decline | E |
| Still shall the fiery pillar's ray | X |
| Along thy pathway shine | E |
| To light the chosen tribe that sought | F |
| This Western Palestine | E |
| - | |
| 'I see the living tide roll on | E |
| It crowns with flaming towers | A |
| The icy capes of Labrador | P |
| The Spaniard's 'land of flowers' | A |
| It streams beyond the splintered ridge | Y |
| That parts the northern showers | A |
| From eastern rock to sunset wave | Z |
| The Continent is ours ' | - |
| - | |
| He ceased the grim old soldier saint | F |
| Then softly bent to cheer | A2 |
| The Pilgrim child whose wasting face | A |
| Was meekly turned to hear | O |
| And drew his toil worn sleeve across | A |
| To brush the manly tear | B2 |
| From cheeks that never changed in woe | E |
| And never blanched in fear | A2 |
| - | |
| The weary Pilgrim slumbers | A |
| His resting place unknown | E |
| His hands were crossed his lips were closed | F |
| The dust was o'er him strown | E |
| The drifting soil the mouldering leaf | C2 |
| Along the sod were blown | E |
| His mound has melted into earth | D2 |
| His memory lives alone | E |
| - | |
| So let it live unfading | W |
| The memory of the dead | F |
| Long as the pale anemone | E |
| Springs where their tears were shed | F |
| Or raining in the summer's wind | F |
| In flakes of burning red | F |
| The wild rose sprinkles with its leaves | A |
| The turf where once they bled | F |
| - | |
| Yea when the frowning bulwarks | A |
| That guard this holy strand | F |
| Have sunk beneath the trampling surge | E2 |
| In beds of sparkling sand | F |
| While in the waste of ocean | E |
| One hoary rock shall stand | F |
| Be this its latest legend | F |
| HERE WAS THE PILGRIM'S LAND | F |
Oliver Wendell Holmes
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