Urbs Coronata + 

(Song for the City College of New York) + 

O youngest of the giant brood + 

Of cities far-renowned; + 

In wealth and glory thou hast passed + 

Thy rivals at a bound; + 

Thou art a mighty queen, New York; + 

And how wilt thou be crowned? + 

“Weave me no palace-wreath of Pride,” + 

The royal city said; + 

“Nor forge of frowning fortress-walls + 

A helmet for my head; + 

But let me wear a diadem + 

Of Wisdom’s towers instead.” + 

She bowed herself, she spent herself, + 

She wrought her will forsooth, + 

And set upon her island height + 

A citadel of Truth, + 

A house of Light, a home of Thought, + 

A shrine of noble Youth. + 

Stand here, ye City College towers, + 

And look both up and down; + 

Remember all who wrought for you + 

Within the toiling town; + 

Remember all their hopes for you, + 

And be the City’s Crown. + 