DARTMOUTH

Where murmuring pines bedeck a tumbling river With waters gray at noon or eventide, There Eleazar Wheelock laid the corner stone Of Dartmouth by the rushing river's side. Where graceful elms with branches spreading wide Give nesting place to birds in day-time choiring, There the great teacher opened wide the books And read to Indians for truth aspiring. Where the sun dispells the gray of morning hours And sets behind the western hills with golden hues In tints more beautiful than artist's brush can paint, There stand her classic halls where men seek clues To truth and wisdom, and in growth unfold; Her beauty richens all the life we hold.