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The kind and ready aid we'd oft receive From our learned instructors, to help us climb, With minds acute, along the rugged path That leads to fame. These memories beloved We can 1/01 forget; it shall ever be Our deep delight once more among thy groves To stroll in lingering retrospection. But we must go: when Duty bids us leave The active scenes of youthful health and joy, However dear they be to our young hearts, \Ve not, but hasten on to find New of labor and delight. in which We still to engage to bravely wend Our 'mid sunshine and 'mid song and their ensuing acts, yet 'tis grand to live; Cool night and restful sleep construct anew Each blooming day, and love, with fingers deft, Adorns each moment with a jewelled joy. But we now must part-teachers tried and true, Dear college friends. restraining ties that hearts Entwine with arms of love must now be rent, And our own classmates, many months with whom \:\,Te'vewalked and toiled, ev'ty pain and pleasure Sharing, harsh Fate's decreed that also we Must break our bonds of love, and each and all Traverse the way that leads we know not where. And now to all the social joys we've known On "College Hill:" to all the silent songs Kind Nature often breathed for list'ning souls- To all that we have loved, we bid adieu; Alma Mater, dear, farewell, forever! _" '30-t-