C. L. S. C. SONG.

1 Bright gleams again Chautauqua’s wave, And green her forest arches, As with glad heart and purpose brave, The student homeward marches; Before him rose the pleasant goal, Thro’ all the year’s endeavor, Blest inspiration of the soul! For light aspiring ever. REFRAIN. Once more we stand, a joyous band, Our songs to heaven upsending; They freely rise, A sacrifice Of prayer and praises blending. 2 Our college halls are grand and free, Her charter heaven granted; Her roof the summer-crownéd tree, Where nature’s hymns are chanted; And round her shall her children cling With loyal love and duty, And yearly all their offerings bring, Of gathered wealth and beauty.—Refrain. 3 From the vast ocean shore of thought, We bring our earliest treasure, With many a golden memory fraught, And many a lofty pleasure; We offer now our work to him Whose loving light hath guided, Thro’ pathways to our knowledge dim, From his great thought divided.—Refrain.