V.

When the effigy of Washington In its bronze was reared on high 'Twas mine, with others, now long gone. Beneath a stormy sky, To utter to the multitude His name that cannot die.

And here to-day, my Countrymen, I tell you Lee shall ride With that great "rebel" down the years— Twin "rebels" side by side!— And confronting such a vision All our grief gives place to pride.

Those two shall ride immortal And shall ride abreast of Time, Shall light up stately history And blaze in Epic Rhyme— Both patriots, both Virginians true, Both "rebels," both sublime!

Our past is full of glories It is a shut-in sea, The pillars overlooking it Are Washington and Lee: And a future spreads before us, Not unworthy of the free.

And here and now, my Countrymen, Upon this sacred sod, Let us feel: It was "OUR FATHER" Who above us held the rod, And from hills to sea Like Robert Lee Bow reverently to God.