ON many fields of conflict you have heard her glory sung, And far across our country her victories have rung; Best loved among the colleges — our Dartmouth is the Queen, — Then a toast to-night to Dartmouth and to her eternal Green! It is, sir, a small college by Connecticut's fair stream, Yet there are those who love her and of her triumphs dream; Brave Wheelock loved her first, when he taught the Redman truth, And all her sons have loved her who have lingered there with youth. O'er New Hampshire's granite mountains broods her spirit strong and true, And in every new-born son Dartmouth spirit lives anew; Brother stands to shelter brother in the face of every gale, And we all have set a watchday lest the old traditions fail. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WHITE HOUSE by CLAUDE MCKAY PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 85. AL-MUKSIT by EDWIN ARNOLD PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 91 by EDWIN ARNOLD THE STEAM-ENGINE: CANTO 4: LORD STANHOPE'S STEAMER by T. BAKER BRUCE: IN PRAISE OF FREEDOM by JOHN BARBOUR |