All things, all things are yours! The spoil of nations, the arts sublime That arch the ages from oldest time, The word that for aye endures-- All things, all things are yours! The Lord shall sever the sea, And open a way in the wilderness To faith that follows, to feet that pass Forth into the great TO BE The Lord shall sever the sea! The inspiring music of this inspiring hymn was composed, like most of the best Chautauqua songs, by Prof. William F. Sherwin. The class entered, and while taking their seats were welcomed in the strains of another melody: A song is thrilling through the trees, And vibrant through the air, Ten thousand hearts turn hitherward, And greet us from afar. And through the happy tide of song That blends our hearts in one, The voices of the absent flow In tender undertone. CHORUS Then bear along, O wings of song, Our happy greeting glee, From center to the golden verge, Chautauqua to the sea. Fair Wisdom builds her temple here, Her seven-pillared dome; Toward all lands she spreads her hands, And greets her children home; Not all may gather at her shrine To sing of victories won; Their names are graven on her walls-- God bless them every one! _Chorus._ O happy circle, ever wide And wider be thy sweep, Till peace and knowledge fill the earth As waters fill the deep; Till hearts and homes are touched to life, And happier heights are won; Till that fair day, clasp hands, and say God bless us, every one! _Chorus._ Another responsive service followed, read in turn by the Superintendent and the class, and then Dr. Vincent gave the formal Recognition in words used at every similar service since that day: _Fellow-Students of the Chautauqua Literary and Scientific Circle._ DEARLY BELOVED: