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Title: The Poetical Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes, Volume 2. 
Additional Poems (1837-1848) 
Author: Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. 
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THE POETICAL WORKS 
OF 
OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES 
                                   1893 
                         (Printed  in  three  volumes) 
   
  
CONTENTS: 
THE PILGRIM'S VISION
THE STEAMBOAT
LEXINGTON
ON LENDING A PUNCH BOWL
A SONG FOR THE 
CENTENNIAL CELEBRATION OF HARVARD COLLEGE, 
THE ISLAND HUNTING-SONG
DEPARTED DAYS
THE 
ONLY DAUGHTER
SONG WRITTEN FOR THE DINNER 
GIVEN TO CHARLES
DICKENS, BY THE YOUNG MEN OF 
BOSTON, FEBRUARY 1, 1842
LINES RECITED AT THE 
BERKSHIRE JUBILEE
NUX POSTCOENATICA
VERSES 
FOR AFTER-DINNER
A MODEST REQUEST, COMPLIED 
WITH AFTER THE
DINNER AT PRESIDENT EVERETT'S 
INAUGURATION
THE PARTING WORD
A SONG OF 
OTHER DAYS
SONG FOR A TEMPERANCE DINNER TO 
WHICH LADIES WERE INVITED 
(NEW YORK MERCANTILE LIBRARY ASSOCIATION, 
NOVEMBER, 1842) A SENTIMENT
A RHYMED LESSON 
(URANIA)
AN AFTER-DINNER POEM (TERPSICHORE) 
ADDITIONAL POEMS
1837-1848 
THE PILGRIM'S VISION 
IN the hour of twilight shadows
The Pilgrim sire looked out;
He 
thought of the "bloudy Salvages "
That lurked all round about,
Of 
Wituwamet's pictured knife
And Pecksuot's whooping shout;
For 
the baby's limbs were feeble,
Though his father's arms were stout. 
His home was a freezing cabin,
Too bare for the hungry rat;
Its roof 
was thatched with ragged grass,
And bald enough of that;
The hole 
that served for casement
Was glazed with an ancient hat,
And the 
ice was gently thawing
From the log whereon he sat. 
Along the dreary landscape
His eyes went to and fro, 
The trees all clad in icicles,
The streams that did not flow;
A sudden 
thought flashed o'er him,--
A dream of long ago,--
He smote his 
leathern jerkin,
And murmured, "Even so!" 
"Come hither, God-be-Glorified,
And sit upon my knee;
Behold the 
dream unfolding,
Whereof I spake to thee
By the winter's hearth in 
Leyden
And on the stormy sea.
True is the dream's beginning,--
So may its ending be! 
"I saw in the naked forest
Our scattered remnant cast,
A screen of 
shivering branches
Between them and the blast;
The snow was 
falling round them,
The dying fell as fast;
I looked to see them 
perish,
When lo, the vision passed. 
"Again mine eyes were opened;--
The feeble had waxed strong,
The 
babes had grown to sturdy men,
The remnant was a throng;
By 
shadowed lake and winding stream,
And all the shores along,
The 
howling demons quaked to hear
The Christian's godly song.
"They slept, the village fathers,
By river, lake, and shore,
When far 
adown the steep of Time
The vision rose once more
I saw along the 
winter snow
A spectral column pour,
And high above their broken 
ranks
A tattered flag they bore. 
"Their Leader rode before them,
Of bearing calm and high,
The 
light of Heaven's own kindling
Throned in his awful eye;
These 
were a Nation's champions
Her dread appeal to try.
God for the 
right! I faltered,
And lo, the train passed by. 
"Once more;--the strife is ended,
The solemn issue tried,
The Lord 
of Hosts, his mighty arm
Has helped our Israel's side;
Gray stone 
and grassy hillock
Tell where our martyrs died,
But peaceful smiles 
the harvest,
And stainless flows the tide. 
"A crash, as when some swollen cloud
Cracks o'er the tangled trees
With side to side, and spar to spar,
Whose smoking decks are these?
I know Saint George's blood-red cross,
Thou Mistress of the Seas,
But what is she whose streaming bars
Roll out before the breeze? 
"Ah, well her iron ribs are knit,
Whose thunders strive to quell
The 
bellowing throats, the blazing lips,
That pealed the Armada's knell!
The mist was cleared,--a wreath of stars
Rose o'er the crimsoned 
swell,
And, wavering from its haughty