Bucknell University - L Agenda Yearbook (Lewisburg, PA)

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)enior CI ass oem i MARCH ! Onward ! Over the stones and the rocks ! What matter the rubs, the jolts, and the jars. We ' ll march until vict ' ry, till vict ' ry is ours; We ' ll clamber the hilltop, the mountain we ' ll scale. In spite of the rainstorm, the snow, or the hail. There the class of 14 shall write its proud name, The lightnings of Heaven shall publish its fame, Oh, who would now linger or tarry? II Onward, still onward, though rugged the way, Through struggles and troubles to the light of the day: We ' ve learned that our knowledge is less than we thought, That the pearl of great wisdom ' s not easily bought. But through toiling and struggling, light dawneth apace, Just one more rough hilltop and ours is the race. Ill Underclassmen no longer, now smoothly the way Winds upward and onward where gleams the broad day. The twitter of birdies, the plashing of rills, The music of woodlands the morning air fills, And from heights just above us, a soft, cooling breeze, Long stretches of greensward through vistas of trees, Like a mirage of the desert, like a vision of air, Tantalizingly distant, enchantingly fair. IV Senior ear! The goal of our desires! How vividly pictured by Fancy ' s bright fires! Yet e ' en from this height, in a vision more clear, With snowy-capped summits new mountains appear. And a mystical figure, with eyes burning deep. Points down the long valleys where dark shadows creep. We answer the summons. As creatures of light. We leave thee, dear Bucknell, to fight for the right, With hearts undiscouraged to do our part well. Farewell. Alma Mater, farewell, dear Bucknell. Minnie I. Etzweiler. Poetess. 15