A college is a group of halls Dotting a campus here and there, With rooms rectangular and bare, And gracious ivy-mantled walls. A college is a crowd of boys Of ardent spirits still untaught, Whose half-formed purposes are fraught With endless griefs and endless joys. A college is a band of men, Of vision clear, in love with truth, Ripe manhood leading eager youth To fields of thought beyond their ken. A college is a life-long mood Of love and loyalty and hope, A mystic bond of boundless scope To form a royal brotherhood. A college is a holy shrine Beneath whose central cella's dome Is found a consecrated home For what in man is most divine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A FAT LADY SEEN FROM THE TRAIN by FRANCES CROFTS DARWIN CORNFORD THALIA by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH SONGS OF NIGHT TO MORNING: 3 by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) FUNERAL by ETHEL SKIPTON BARRINGER WITHER AWAY by THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY TO MR. BLEECKER, ON HIS PASSAGE TO NEW YORK by ANN ELIZA BLEECKER EUROCLYDON by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN |