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Rh A nursling yet,—but every school and college
 * Is training minds to tend the heavenly maid;

And men are learning, grain by grain, the knowledge
 * That worlds exist for higher ends than trade.

Grander than Vulcan's are these mighty forges
 * Where souls are shaped and sharped like fiery swords,

To arm the multitude till Might disgorges.
 * And save the Saviour from the selfish hordes.

Around us here we count those Pharos stations,
 * Where men are bred to do their Queen's behest:

To guard the deep republican foundations
 * Of our majestic freedom of the West!

From our high place the broken view grows clearer,
 * The bloodstained upward path the patriots trod;

Shall we not reach to bring the toilers nearer
 * The law of Nature, Liberty, and God?