University of Maryland Baltimore Dental School - Mirror Yearbook (Baltimore, MD)

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The Day You Left Home Remember the day that you bade them good-by. With a smile on your lips — if a tear in your eye? The world — you were going to meet it alone. Conquer and tame it, and make it your own. The old folks knew — and they grieved to part — That the world is heedless and hard of heart ; But it ' s fit for youth to bid home good-by, With a dream of fame and a head held high. Oh, yes, you remember, whatever your lot — For the day you left home is never forgot; And whether you failed — as the word is — or won, The old folks at home always trust in their son. Fame, glory or riches, or none, it ' s the same In their eyes, if their son has no blot on his name,. Yes, remember, the day that you bade them good-by, And so live you ' ll return with your head held as high. 21

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Late Again He ' s always late, I ever hear And yet. I ' m not to blame ; The fellows know it all, I fear, They saw me with that dame. Of all remarks which get my goat, That is the one I hate ; They ' ve all been in that very boat — I ' ve seen them all come late. Now when I ' m late on Monday morn. They all look wise and wink ; They glance around to see me yawn, And I know wdiat they think. ' Tis Nature calls me to the hay, But when it ' s time to rise, Old Morpheus, god of sleep, holds sway, He wishes me these sleepy eyes. And when I ' m late again this year. Don ' t blame it on that dame; Remember that my nature ' s queer, And sleep ' s my middle name. 22