English poem
Viii
“Ye who to-day must follow Whither your fates shall lead, These are your elder brothers! Prove yourselves of the breed! See that ye count as shameful No work your hands can do; And when ye are spent, come back to me That I may comfort you.
Now, through the open portal, Rise and go forth to-day! And a mother’s blessing go with you, To help you on your way.”
Williamstown, June 20, 1899.