Ezra Stiles

One score and 17 years ago, our fathers brought forth upon this University a new residential college, conceived in victory and dedicated to the proposition that all moose are created equal.

Now we are engaged in a great Tyng war, testing whether that college, or any college so conceived, and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great squash court of that war, where we have not lost. We come to dedicate a portion of it as a final resting place for those from TD women's hoops who lost, that Ezra Stiles might prevail even with only four players. This we may, in all propriety, do.

But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate--we cannot consecrate--we cannot hallow, this volleyball court. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have hallowed it by defeating Morse and TD, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember, what I write here, while it can never forget what the water polo team did here--win three in a row while only allowing one goal by the opposition.

It is rather for us, the living, that we here be dedicated to the great task remaining before us--that from these undefeated C-hoops players we take increased devotion to that cause for which they here gave the last full measure of devotion--that we here highly resolve these B-hoops men shall not have lost by one point in double OT in vain; that the college shall have a new birth of freedom; and that government of the moose, by the moose, for the moose, shall not perish from the earth.

(Compiled by a brave, foolhardy, and desperate man.)

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