THE COLLEGE

I said in my heart, "I am sick of four wallsand a ceiling.I have need of the sky.I have business with the grass.I will up and get me away where the hawkis wheeling,Lone and high,And the slow clouds go by.

Richard Hovey's spring mood was shared by Dartmouth students almost to a man this past week. The dorms and fraternity houses were emptied as all hands rushed outdoors on the warm afternoons. Dartmouth takes on different characters with the different seasons, but the College of late April, May and June is perhaps the most poignantly remembered by Dartmouth men.

Spring, like a huntsman's boy,Halloos along the hillsides and unhoodsThe falcon in my will.