The daily morning journal and courier., 1901-10-24
Mn,er coro,,ata.

All things on Earth that are accounted | great
 Arc dedicate to conflict at first breath;
 Nature herself knows grandly to await The masteTful estate
 Which for her secIet germ Time conjureth
 The elements that buffet man decree His lustih0od prevailing to the end; The free air foreordains him to be free Their stern persstency
 The ages to his resoute spirit lend.
 So rose our Academe since that far day When reverently the grave forefather: ! came,
 In council by the shoal ancestral bay, To speak the word-to pray To found the enduring shrine without q | name.
 Ye, at the witchery of whose golden wand Nav cloisters rise to spendor in q night. Find here your model! Here the barriers f stand
 That were not made to hand, l That have the puissance Time confers alright.
 Born with the exit of that iron age When Nova Anglia to New England grew, l Learning's new child put up a hermitage, l Whereof no godly mage l AS from mount the boundaries forekneW; No oracle betokened the obscure
 Grim, years encountering which the elders Yet knew not faintness nor discontinue, But set the buttress sure l That should upstay these tabernaces proud; These fanes, that bred their patriot to vie | In steadfastness erect of thought to live, Or, when the country bade, undauntedly Without lament to die Save that he had but one young life to give. Twice, thrice, and yet again, that sovereign call
 Rang not In vain; nor from this ancient Hath ceased to broaden, as the days befali, The famed professional Of the minds workmen who to greatness
 move.
 orn And wrlnked mother lingering in the gray; Fadeless she smiles to sec her shield up-
 borne
 It is her morn, her morn! The past, but twilight ushering In her day. Strong M Mothsrl thou who from the door Or housed anew in beauty renovate, Hast spread thine heritage hundredfold- Hast wrought us to thy mould sl,| Whether the bread of ease or toll we ate Thou who hast made thy sons coequal all The least one of thy progeny peer Wearing for worth not birth his coronal- The watchmen on thy wall Wax proud this sundawn of the cyclic year The lustres of new-won Armament, Spanned from the height thine upmost tur- rets crown, Reluine the course whereon thy thoughts
 are bent Whereto the words are sent That bid thy children pass the lineage
 down.
 Ere yet that rainbowed dome thou seest
 complete, Mankind, be sure, shall Earth more nobly No churl his measure shall unduly mete And where are set thy feet Life shall be counted lordlier and more
 fair. Science shall yield new spells for man to And bid thee consecrate. to mortal veal All that her henchmen in thy gates bestow? Nor lofty then. nor low, Save to his race each nlinistrant Is leal. Thine be 1t still the undying antique speech, The groves high thought, the wlng'd Hel-
 lenic Tyre, Unvexed of soul thy acolytes to teach. So shall they also reach Their lamps, and light them at a quench-
 less fire! And wield the trebiywelded English
 tongue, 8 Their vantage by inheritance divine, Invincible the laurelled lists among Wherein the bards have sung Or sages deathless made the lettered line; Till now, for that sure Pentecost to come, The globes four winds are winnowing
 apaCe Fresh hnrvestings of speech, In one to sum A worlds curriculum When East and West forgather face to
 face. Thus first imbued, thy coming host the To broad achievement shall descry the
 more; What thou hast taught them shall In state
 craft use Greatly; nor can they choose But follow where the omens blaze before! Even as our Platonist's exultant soul That westward course of empire visioned
 far, Now round the sheen, to Asia and the Pole, Time charts upon our scroll The empearled pathways of an orient star. There the swart Malny's juster league be-
 gun Takes from our hands the tables of the law; The mild Hawaiian raises to the sun The folds himself had won Ere the Antilles their deliverance saw. Times drama speeds: albeit, alas! It's chief | augmentor of the State, Fell as the Prompter turned that unread |
 leaf--- And o, what tragic grief Just when consummate lowered the action
 great! To strong brave hands the rule, the large Have passed. Nor tears alone that some
 far plan Required the masters life-blood interblent- To point this monument And leave once more the likeness of man. But we Yale's living multitude rebrought From farthest outposts of the pine and
 palm, We know her battlements of iron wrought, Ter captains fearing naught, Her voice of welcome rising like psalm. We know the still indissoluble chain Nherewlth the sons are to the Mother 1
 bound; yor unto any shall she call In vain Who in her heart have lain And trod the memoried precinct of her
 ground. Tod dover her .endowering her brood With, Knowledge, beauty, valor, from her ngathering from the peopled town, the
 wood, The island solitude, The lands most loyal and it's manfullest. Tod keen heri Yea that Soul her soul cn