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1st Verse
Fair Harvard! thy sons to thy jubilee throng.
And with blessings surrender thee o’er
By these festival rights, 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 their memory warm,
First flower of the wilderness! star of their night!
Calm rising through change and through storm!
2nd Verse
Farewell! thy destinies onward and bright!
To thy children the lesson still give,
With freedom to think, and with patience to bear,
And for right ever bravely to live.
Let not moss-covered moor thee at its side,
As the world on truth’s current glides by,
Be the herald of light, and the bearer of love,
Till the stock of the Puritans die.
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