Songs of YaleT. H. Pease, 1855 - 54 páginas |
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Alma Mater ATALANTA Audacia auld lang syne Biennial hall billows BOAT SONG bold hundred bore-ore-ore brave old Yale brightly Brothers cheer chelunk Chorus-Cocachelunk Chorus-Flunks and fizzles Chorus-For Chorus-Juvallera Chorus-Oh Chorus-Sing CLASS coat devoid Cocachelunk College Pump days-a few days days-few devoid of skirts dreams elms Euclid F. M. FINCH farewell fear fizzles led Freshman Gaudeamus glory grand and hale happy hearts honored Horum corum hours are bright hours take wing hurrah huzza I'm the College jolly Wooden Spoon Juniors lightly Linonia Long live Linonia-Linonia loud midnight oil mighty brass morning bell ne'er neath nobis Omne Pipe of Peace ponies praise roll the song Rushed the bold Seniors sing shout Sing ere smile song for old song in waves Soph Brigade Soph'more Sophomore Sparkling and bright sport a pretty thee to-day toil TUNE Tutors Ubi sunt vitæ Vivant wide-wide with-Audacia YALE COLLEGE
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Página 51 - Came thro' the jaws of Death Back from the mouth of Hell, All that was left of them, Left of six hundred.
Página 11 - In the thoughtful gloom of his darkened room, Sits the child of song and story, But his heart is light, for his pipe beams bright, And his dreams are all of glory. By the blazing fire sits the gray-haired sire, And infant arms surround him ; And he smiles on all in that quaint old hall, While the smoke-curls float around him.
Página 17 - And high and hale arc the spires of Yale, Like guardians, towering o'er us. " Dream of the days when the rainbow rays Of Hope on our hearts fell lightly, And each fair hour some cheerful flower In our pathway blossomed brightly ; And pour the song in joy along, Ere the moments fly before us, While portly and hale the sires of Yale Are kindly gazing o'er us. " Linger again in memory's glen, 'Mid the tendrilled vines of feeling.
Página 52 - I'll break it down, by jingo." The Freshman reluctantly turned the key, Expecting a Sophomore gang to see, Who, with faces masked and bangers stout, Had come resolved to smoke him out, And give him a puff he could do without. So he turned the bolt with fear and gloom, But Sophomores bolt not into the room. But instead a woful vision Smote upon his startled sight ; In the darkness of the entry Stood a shape most thin and white, Showing all its ghastly grimness, On the bosom of the night : Dimly through...
Página 53 - I am not the ghost of biped, Trampling over the stones, As soon thou wilt discover, By the hide on my bones ; In my extremity I come to thee ; At my extremity, Thou wilt see A long and stern tail ; Keep thy serenity, Nor let thy lips turn pale. " I am a College pony, Coming from a Junior's room, The ungrateful wretch has cast me Forth to wander in the gloom. I bore him safe through Horace, Saved him from the flunkey's doom, Now biennial is over, He, instead of oats and clover, Will not grant me...
Página 16 - Count not the tears of the long gone years, With their moments of pain and sorrow, But laugh in the light of their memories bright, And treasure them all for the morrow. Then roll the song in waves along, While the hours are bright before us, And high and hale are the spires of Yale, Like guardians towering o'er us. Dream of the days when the rainbow rays Of Hope, on our hearts fell lightly, And each fair hour some cheerful flower In our pathway blossomed brightly : And pour the song in joy along...
Página 5 - Post jucundam juventutem, Post molestam senectutem . Nos habebit humus. Ubi sunt, qui ante nos In mundo fuere?
Página 22 - Cocachelunk." TELL me not in mournful numbers, Of long nights of weary toil ; Broken and uneasy slumbers And the wasting
Página 50 - Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them Volley'd and thunder'd; Storm'd at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of hell Rode the six hundred. Flash'd all their sabres bare, Flash'd as they turn'd in air Sabring the gunners there, Charging an army, while All the world wonder'd. Plunged in the battery-smoke Right thro' the line they broke; Cossack and Russian Reel'd from the sabre-stroke Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Página 16 - Gather ye smiles from the ocean isles, Warm hearts from river and fountain, A playful chime from the palm tree clime, From the land of rock and mountain ; And roll the song in waves along, For the hours are bright before us, And grand and hale are the elms of Yale, Like fathers, bending o'er us.