Mother of Men, grown strong in giving Honour to them thy lights have led; Rich in the faith of thousands living, Proud of the deeds of thousands dead -- We who have felt thy power, and known thee, We in whose work thy gifts avail, High in our hearts enshrined enthrone thee, Mother of Men -- Old Yale! Spirit of youth, alive, unchanging, Under whose feet the years are cast; Queen of an ageless empire, ranging Over the future and the past -- Thee, whom our fathers loved before us, Thee, whom our sons unborn shall hail, Praise we to-day in sturdy chorus, Mother of Men -- Old Yale! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FISH-LEAP FALL by ROBERT FROST WESTERN CIVILIZATION by JAMES GALVIN FRANCIS II, KING OF NAPLES; SONNET by AMY LOWELL HERO-WORSHIP; SONNET by AMY LOWELL TO WHISTLER, AMERICAN; ON LOAN EXHIBIT OF PAINTINGS AT TATE GALLERY by EZRA POUND |