University of Colorado - Coloradan Yearbook (Boulder, CO)

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mh Harattu In my easy chair at the close of day, I ' ve driven tlie care of life away. And I think of vou. Old Varshy! The wind hlows cold and (lie winter ' s drear, lint in days of old the sun shone clear .Vnd the skies were bine O ' er ' arsity. Tho ' years have |)ass ' d, my mind recalls The (iay I last went thronj h the halls And out the (hx)! ' Of Varsity, ly eyes I close. Is it a dream i In my rej ose ajjain I seem To see once more Old Varsity. To the vaulted sky the echo rintjs. Tho ' van([.nished sio-h. But the cam})us sings Of neat thin rs done By ' arsity. Tile hell rope ' s strands I On them I see A hundred hands. ' Tis A ' ictory That we have seen For Varsity! The i)ennant still iloats o ' er our head And always will till Time is dead: So lon i: shall live Our Varsity. Firm in her mi ht I sec her stand. My troth I i)li«i-ht. a loyal hand In tuni T i2:i ( ' To VaV ity. The curtain falls and my visi(m ' s o-one. The Present calls and the Past is done. And lost a rairi Is Varsity. And T leave her there. For while -he ' s mine Still maidens fair kneel at her shi ' inc An ] loval men or ' ;irHty. A ' li( ' ii old am I — my course has run — I llicn uiust die. a settinjx sun. Fll raise to thee. Old Varsity. Colorado ' s cheer, am] as cold death Enfolds me near with my last breath Sinir ])raise to Thee. Old Varsitv. II. S. K.. ' 02. 18