College
Those
hallowed halls,
Green
grassy grounds;
The toll of
the bell,
And a
scamper of hounds;
Majestic
Men,
Momentous
Moments.
If we could
only go back
If time
hadn't been stolen.
We learnt
of books,
We learnt
of men,
We learnt
to play,
All kinds
of games;
Under the
watchful eyes
Of Majestic
Mentors
Who cared
for us,
Like Moms
with children.
To those
who have gone
We say a
sweet prayer,
May they
rest in Peace,
Until we
get there.
And then
we'll all sing
In one
shrill chorus
"Thy
spirit first to life awoke"
"For
Hartley, Harvard, Marsh & Boake".
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