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Your invitation has been heard, To visit the old campus ground, The Letter Men have heard "The Call," "Remember College of the Crown." To honor culture fields anew, To tell the legends of the river, To seek and find the old land marks, Memorials to live forever. To you the College holds high place, The college of the Matthews line, The Alma Mater of your sire, And kinsmen since the founding time. Your brothers' canvas now adorns, The walls of memory and fame. With portraits of the Presidents, Those lost to State through war and flame.

Other new friends come bearing gifts, Memorials of long ago. To tell the story of Jamestown, Where British sons met Indian foe.

At King's Mill in the forest wild, The Mecca point of pioneers, The first colonial capital, A town of fame three hundred years. With new made friends two well-known men. Under the flag, under the crown, Two captains great of industry, Two library founders of renown.