Brigham Young University - Banyan Yearbook (Provo, UT)

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College Song All hail the College that we love! At the throne, the throne of wisdom ' s sway. Oh, let OS lift our songs above The thronging multitude to-day. No pride of riches here may s«e: • The head, the heart, the hand. United must be true — Be true to thee, our White and Blue, When they join our happy band. There is no emblem half so sweet As our colors, colors pure and true; There is no banner that we greet. Like ' thee, our dear old White and Blue. No youth its beauty ere denies; Such thought no maid alllows. For blue is in her eyes — For blue is in her bonnie eyes, And of white her thoughtful brow. CHORUS: Then cheer anew for the B. Y. U.! We ' ve come to work, to live, to do; We ' ll raise the standard — bear it through; Our hearts are true to the B. Y. U.

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To Karl G. Maeser March 1, 1901 Come, lay his books and papers by. He shall not need them more; The ink upon his pen shall dry, — So softly close the door. His tired head with locks of white. And like the winter ' s sun. Hath Iain to peaceful rest to-night, — The teacher ' s work is done. His work is done; no care to-night His tranquil rest shall break; Sweet dreams, and with the morning light On other shores he ' ll wake. His noble thoughts, his wise appeal. His work that battles won; — But God doth know the loss we feel, — The teacher ' s work is done. We feel it while we miss the hand That made us brave to bear; Perchance in that near-touching land His work did wait him there. Perchance when death its change has wrought. And this brief race is run. His voice again shall teach who thought The teacher ' s work was done! — Annie Pike Greenwood

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