HYMN.

Upper Hutt Weekly Review, Volume I, Issue 19, 24 April 1936, Page 1

HYMN.

This Hymn, written by Oliver Wendell Holmes, for the laying- of the Corner Stone of the Harvard Memorial Hall in 1870, is not inappropriate to-day.

Not with the anguish of hearts that are breakingCome we as mourners to weep for our dead; Grief in our breasts has grown weary of aching, Green is the turf where our tears we have shed. While o'er their marbles the mosses are creeping-, Stealing each name and its legend away, Give their proud story to Memory's keeping-, Shrined in the temple we hallow today.

Hushed are their battlefields, ended their marches, Deaf are their ears to the drumbeat of morn, — Rise from the sod, ye fair columns and arches ! Tell their bright deeds to the ages unborn! Emblem and legend may fade from the portal, Keystone may crumble and pillar may fall; They were the builders whose work is immortal, Crowned with the dome that is over us all!