Memorial Hall
by Christopher Pearse Cranch�(1813�1892) |
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AMID the elms that
interlace
Round Harvard's grounds their branches tall,
We greet no walls of statelier grace
Than thine, our
proud Memorial Hall.
Through arching boughs and roofs
of green,
Whose dappled lights and shadows lie
Along
the turf and road, is seen
Thy noble form against the
sky.
And miles away on fields and streams,
Or
where the woods the hill-tops crown,
The monumental
temple gleams,
A landmark to each neighboring town.
Nor this alone. New England knows
A deeper meaning in
the pride
Whose stately architecture shows
How
Harvard's children fought and died.
Therefore this
hallowed pile recalls
The heroes young and true and
brave,
Who gave their memories to these walls,
Their
lives to fill the soldier's grave.
The farmer, as he
drives his team
To market in the morn, afar
Beholds
the golden sunrise gleam
Upon thee, like a glistening
star.
And gazing, he remembers well
Why stands yon
tower so fair and tall;
His sons, perhaps, in battle
fell:
For him, too, shines Memorial Hall.
And
sometimes as the student glides
Along the winding
Charles, and sees
Across the flats thy glowing sides
Above the elms and willow-trees,
Upon his oar he 'll
turn and pause,
Remembering the heroic aims
Of those
who linked their country's cause
In deathless glory with
their names. |
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By Christopher
Pearse Cranch (1813�1892)
Listed May 10, 2014 |
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