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 The call of eighteen sixty-one, When North and South gave the war cry When victory of defeat was won. Men of the South fought for a right, Men of the North denounced a wrong, A cry of war passed o'er our land, To give the world an echo song. The college sons left campus field, To fight for home and country true, Disciples of the patriots creed, With liberty the point of view. Richmond the Flanders of the war, Where brave men died at priceless cost, The James and York rivers of blood, The Appomattox where southern's lost. The college fell prey to the war, The torch left only walls of fame, With memories of its great past, True phoenix like to rise again. To voice the praise of Williamsburg, The Mecca shrine of our nation, The college home of triune flags, The cradle of occupation. Where laurel wreaths had floated down, To crown the bold, the brave, the free, Where records of the past had home, From sixteen hundred ninety-three. A college dear to memory, The only college of the crown, In the new world of destiny, A monument of just renown.

The President of our own day, True scion of a famous tree, Tyler, son of the President, A noble son of ancestry.