Pilgrims

"For many of her alumni Dartmouth is areligion."

'Neath lofty elm and towering pine, For Dartmouth's sons there is a shrine Where pilgrim spirits oft return, "Where altar fires ceaseless burn, Where many a fragrant censer swings, Where each a votive offering brings; There all a common love unites, There each his psalm of praise recites, Devotion's hymns with zest are sung, Exultant chimes aloft are rungConfined by neither age nor clime, Some power uplifts, unseen, sublime!