The Same.
1 Let monumental pillars rise
In majesty sublime--
Their granite columns shall decay
Before the touch of time.
2 But mind, enlightened and refined,
Shall live beyond the sky,
And heavenly sciences explore,
When time itself shall die!
3 A nobler monument we raise
Than costly marble pile--
A beacon light to lead the way
From ignorance and guile.
4 This house, with prayer, O God, we give
To truth's supreme control;
To virtue and progressive thought,
The riches of the soul.