990. C. M. P. H. Sweetser. 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.
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