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Class Ode. \Ve are thinking of our school days, we are longing For the happy hours that have forever flown \Ve shall ne'er forget the scenes we leave behind LIS, Nor the tiny seeds of friendship which were sown. How they and waxed in splendor as we wandered 'Mid the of our happy bowers! Ah! sad to the pleasures of our college happy hours CrrOI