Livingstone College - Livingstonian Yearbook (Salisbury, NC)

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O! Livingstone, My Livingstone! Thy dear old name we sing, While memories cluster thick and fast, And closer to us cling. Beneath they maples and ihy oaks The zephyred breezes blow, Jusl as they will in years to come, No matter where we go. O! Livingstone, My Livingstone! When thou art old with age, Thou, too, shah hold a noble place Thai ' s bright on mem ' ry ' s page, And in the sky no cloud shall be — Instead, they sun shall beam, Prosperity shall live always Amid its golden gleam. 0! Livingstone, My Livingstone! Thy students come and go, The moments fly, the years go by With all their weal and woe. Along with fleet and nimble feet Oh, hasten on they way, And fling the light of wisdom out Across the Wand ' rer ' s way O! Livingstone, My Livingstone! Upon they campus wide, In numbers many students roam — Some from the other side; And still they love; we can but hope That they may e ' er be true To both they names and colors too — The modest black and blue. my Fonvielle- Richardson