A college is a group of halls Dotting a campus here and there, With rooms rectangular and bare, And gracious ivy-mantled walls. A college is a crowd of boys Of ardent spirits still untaught, Whose half-formed purposes are fraught With endless griefs and endless joys. A college is a band of men, Of vision clear, in love with truth, Ripe manhood leading eager youth To fields of thought beyond their ken. A college is a life-long mood Of love and loyalty and hope, A mystic bond of boundless scope To form a royal brotherhood. A college is a holy shrine Beneath whose central cella's dome Is found a consecrated home For what in man is most divine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON A CHILD by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR BRONZE TRUMPETS AND SEA WATER; ON TURNING LATIN VERSE INTO ENGLISH by ELINOR WYLIE A JAPANESE DWARF TREE by ISABEL ANDERSON BLESS, DEAR SAVIOUR, THIS CHILD by THOMAS BECK FROM MY WINDOW by BERTHA SCOFIELD BRADBURY |