Fair Harvard! thy sons to thy jubilee throng.
And with blessings surrender thee o'er,
By these festival rites, from the age that is past
To the age that is waiting before.
O relic and type of our ancestor's worth
That has long kept our memory warm,
First flower of their wilderness! star of their night!
Calm rising through change and through storm!
FAIR HARVARD.Fair Harvard! thy sons to thy jubilee throng, And with blessings surrender thee o'er, By these festival rites from the
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