New-York daily tribune., 1843-11-01
For The Tribune.
To the Alumni of Williams College.
o. sx occasion Of the Jabilss of the Insstrto'
.iusus: l6th, l9j3.
For The Tribune
BIZ E. w. B. CLAIMING.

BY z. w. B. CLAIMING.
The soldier grit his glittering sword,
With battles arror on;
For like the Northern tempest poured,
Has wars dread summons gone
The land her larum trumpet rang
And forth her children brave
A race of hardy yeomen-sprang,
To conquer and to save
Among the crowded ranks Of wA,
That Knocked the levelled gun,
Round old It's storicd walls afar,
And q. the Horizon,
Our galland leader nobly led
A thousand gallant men =
There his last page of glory reaa'
Nor turned the leaf again.
While vet with bright New England's hills
His steps held dalllance,
His saddened spirit unused the Ills
Ofwar's mysterious chance
His soul had caught whispering
from lrulnS plopile1lC uiH--
Soldier. thy next campaign shall bring
For thee no glad return
Without fear he read his doom,
And scorned base reprleyc;
If duty oped an honored tomb,
'Twere not boon to live:
Yet would he leave one monument,
Ofhonorable fame;
When dust with kindred dust was blent,
Still to transmit hsnamc.
"Not in proud stone" the soldier said,
"Be my remembrance shrined;
Mcthinks nober praise is read
In educated mind.
Iii bid the untrammelled thought 60 forth,
With banners all unfurled;
And speed the march Of light and worth
Triumphant through the world.
To build fair Learning's classic halls
III ope heaven blest hand;
And Hoosic's vale shall lift their walls
A bulwark of the land.
AS years roll on, shall pupil youth
Go forth with noble aim
And Science, Virtue, Light, and Truth
Shall honor WILLIAMS name
The grant Of large possessions then,
The generous soldier sealed;
And with the hosts of warning men,
He dared the bloody field.
All! to his spirits ear had spoke
That boding voice too well;
Where battles darkest tempest broke,
The gallant martyr fell
Where Harlcon, with murmurng pines,
The music of the bilow
In endless harmony combines
Around his lonely pillow,
Reposeth now the fallen brave,
Whose unrecorded glory
Is voiced in every rippling wave,
Upon that shore SO CORY.
Yet, though unepitaphed he lies,
His bounty hath survived;
And where these rural trophies rise,
Green hath his memory lived.
The bard of learning -laureled men
Each year hath marshaled forth.
A living need hath ever been,
Brave Williams to thy worth.
See down the stream of fifty year,,
By thy munifcence,
How long the titled train appears,
That bore their honors hence,
Blend IN their ranks, succeeding fast,
Youth and the aged man,
Pouring adown the dimn1ing Past,
But thinning toward the wan.
Enbosomed in ancestral home,
Or far Ger Oceans wave,
shll bearing Williams fame they roam,
And find an honored grave.
They shine In Learning's lustrous halls,
Entitled and renowned;
Their voice the Senate's ear enthrals,
And pleads where Kings are found.
The Law their wisdom and their care
Doth proudly make its boast;
And blest Religion bids them bear
The STANDARDS of her host
Dark India, foul with shame and sin,
And the far Ocean isles,
Where Williams martyr sons have been.
Rejoice with song and smiles.
These, Alma Mater, nurse of men.
Bespeak thy founders praise
More nobiy than the Poets pen,
Wreathed in immortal bays,
Still mindful how thou badst us speak,
We cry-te amavisSc,
Et semper forsan ohm haec
Juvabit meminisse."