Millersville University - Touchstone Yearbook (Millersville, PA)

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CLASS SONG. 11 V. Hail! we greet thee, thus we meet thee, Welcome now, our friends we bring thee, Songs of joy and gladness sing thee, Carpet all the earth before thee, Bend in loving guidance o'er thee This glad day. VI. Thus the realm of nature singing, To our feet her treasure bringing, Sweetest notes of joy are flinging, Flower bells, their glad tones ringing; Gaily greet us, nodding, swinging In the breeze. VII. Mother Nature, hail, we greet you! Soft advancing, come to meet you, Softly, slowly, come to greet you; More than reverence we bring you, This the gift most precious bring you— It is love. VIII. You have given us richest treasure, Hours of work and hours of pleasure; Filled our hearts with fullest measure Of the beauteous sunny treasure; Sang thy songs to give us pleasure All the way. IX. Lowly here we bow before thee, Lowly kneeling we adore thee, Nature, teacher, see before thee

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Class Poem. Conquer Self. I. Shall we sadly speak of parting? See the sunbeams, glancing, darting, Resting on the leaves, then starting, Light and joy to all imparting, Till at last the bright rays, darting, Rest on us. n. Ah! It seems to me more meetly, Far more truly, far more sweetly, That this day which flies so fleetly Should begin the future sweetly, Bearing to us surely, fleetly, Joy and pain. in. Earth itself is one sweet bower, Carpeted with grass and flower; High above the tree tops tower, By our side the roses flower; ’Tis enriched with princely dower On this day. IV. Flowers glowing, breezes blowing, Grasses nodding, streamlets flowing. Woodbirds singing, sweet notes ringing, Flowers fair their censers swinging, Precious balmy odors flinging To the air.

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12 THE HAMMER. These our lives—in each there may be Germs of good which thou and God see Hidden there. x. Bluest skies are o'er us bending, Earth and sky arc meeting, blending, Each to each its beauty lending; Incense sweet from earth’s ascending— Life, so rich, to thee we’re sending Greetings fair. XI. We would live each moment wholly; Live it proudly, live it lowly, Live it richly, live it solely With the purpose high and holy In each action, great or lowly, To do right. XII. Fare thee well! Dear halls of learning! Oh! Our hearts to-day are yearning For the days no more returning; In our eyes the tears are burning, And our feet are almost turning Back to thee. XIII. Though the old life we are leaving, Fuller, better, we’re receiving. Breezes soft are round us breathing; Fragile vines great trees are wreathing. We will enter life believing It is good. XIV. We will cease our backward turning, In life's school new duties learning,