Bradford Academy - Chimes Yearbook (Haverhill, MA)

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NN LS, Bradford fair, in all our thoughts of thee joy doth reign and happy unity. From North to South, from East to lVest, lYe gather at thy call, And learn to love thine ancient name, Thy name beloved of all. CHoRUs Bradford, fair, this song we raise To thee in joyous love and reverent praise, First in our heart and mem'ry all our days Bradford fair, to thee we raise our voice, In thy name and honor we rejoice. Gur love, our faith, our pride in thee, Our Alma Mater, dear, lVill with thy fame and power increase VVith each succeeding year. B-R-A-D-F-O-R-D That's the name of the finest school In all the world to me, Always cheerful, Never tearful, Happy as can be. Oh, it's B-R-A-D-F-O-R-D Come, all ye loyal Bradford Girls, As we go on the field, ' Cheer till the hills and valleys ring, There's never a thought to yield. lYe'll back the team through every game 'O lYith them in every play, Cheer for the team, girls, hail, For once again comes Bradford's day. CHORUS Yard hy yard, xve'll fight our way Through the Abbot line, Every girl, in every play, Striving all the time. Cheer on cheer will ring out clear lYith many a B. A. song, And the team will Hght for Bradford, And xve'll cheer our team along. go

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-4 'i ii 1 1 i 1 ANNALS I ll, i Bradford Songs l In the quaint old town of Bradford, ' Where the Merrimac River flows, I Stands the dearest school in all the country The school that we all chose. 3 i I CHORUS Oh, Bradford, our dear Bradford! The school we all adore, We will sing to thee, our Alma Mater, i Now and evermore. ip 2 'Tis the place where we have frolics Mixed in with lessons all, VVe learn there to be good and true, The highest thing of all. This school has stood for ages, Its girls have won renown, But they all turn back to thee, dear Bradford, To lay their laurels down. ' 'v- . . ---l-l l How we love our dear old Bradford! With its ivy covered walls, L And the joys that ever echo p Through its stately, dear old halls. l NVhere the hours of work and pleasure yi s Roll by on the wings of fun, , But when exams assail us, ,, l 'Tis then that we want to run. , p 5? il But alas and alack! the morning, - p p I 4 I' 1 It is the time we dread! , When the frightful noise of the clanging gong - y p l Drives us out of bed, How we scramble and rush and hustle, ' To be ready at twenty-five past, E For we think it a fate most direful Until luncheon time to fast. We know that we have our critics D T, il In quaint old Bradford town. p W V When we eat our sweets in public, p How darkly do they frown? . p , l l Il But we hope when they see us coming L, Our smiles they'll be glad to see, For of all schools in the country, p Bradford's the place for me. VV 89 ' 1 , N ii 1 : 1 , W ull 'f 1 Nuys. l -ll

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ANNAL Some think that boarding school abounds in fun And so do we, and so do weg Some think its students only melancholic, But not so we, but not so we. For we, we love to sing our Bradford's praises In joyous song, in joyous songg lVe love the ebb and flow of merry faces The whole day long, the whole day long. and frolic, CHORUS Bradford, Bradford, echoes far and nearg Bradford, Bradford, from voices ringing clearg Ch, ever faithful, loyal hearted Bradford girls are we, Skilled in every art from making mirth to melody. Some think the college prep should grind forever Among her books, among her booksg Should train her mind so youthful and so clever, To learned looks, to learned looks. But we, we love athletics brisk and bracing, Our basket-ball, our basket-ballg Gr out with hockey sticks so gaily chasing, XVith laugh and call, with laugh and call. l- Come and sing all ye loyal Bradford girls, Come and give a rousing cheerg join the throng and sing this merry song, lVith hearts that know no fear. lVith vim and might 'neath the yellow and the white, A Wfith Abbott now we playg So everybody shout and sing For the team and old B. A. i CHoRUs Cheer for old Bradford, Bradford must win, Fight to the finish, never give ing All do your best, girls, VVe'll do the rest, girls, Cheering for old B. A. or