Howard N. Fuller, On the Banks of the Old Raritan (1873)
“ I. My father sent me to old Rutgers, And resolv'd that I should be a man; And so I settled down, In that noisy college town, On the banks of the old Raritan. (Chorus) On the banks of the old Raritan, my boys,β where old Rutgers ever more shall stand, For has she not stood since the time of the flood, On the banks of the old Raritan. II. Her ardent spirit stirred and cheered me From the day me college years began; Gracious Alma Mater mine; Learning's fair and honored shrine; On the banks of the old Raritan. ”
