xxviii.
Call them blessed, whose pure endeavor
Wrought in the world like redeeming leaven.
Blessing shall follow their steps forever,
All the pathway from earth to heaven.
xxix.
His that already the light hath gilded,
Hers in the shadow that fare alone;
For well we know on what Rock they builded,
Even on Christ the Corner-Stone.
xxx.
And we, whom the gracious shade embraces
Of the groves they planted, fain would take
On the rising bulwarks our loyal places,
Speeding the labor for love's dear sake.
xxxi.
With soaring arches and gleaming spires
Of aspiration, with cloistered aisles
Where Patience muses her meek desires
And Faith sheds light from her lifted smiles,
xxxii.
On truth's white columns of alabaster,
Meting the walls by the Golden Rule,
After the plan of the All-Wise Master
Building the College Beautiful.
