The bell rang from the Chapel while we walked.

Oh, where are autumn days and nights like these!

I showed my friend the tower above the hill,

And Capen Path, Ballou between the trees.

A gate in the fence showed faintly in the dusk.

In East and West the lights began to shine.

A group of men passed by and called, "Hullo-"

My heart sang, and I thought, "My college-mine!"

The Row in autumn twilight! Tall dark trees

Leaned kindly over us. We talked of games,

But I remembered old familiar friends,

And I was silent, thinking of old names.

The men who walked the Row before my time

Were by my side, good ghosts my thought awoke-

While I must show my friend the tennis court,

The newest hall for men, the gym. He spoke:

"How you must love this place!" My heart stood still

And ached to think how much I love this Hill.