CLASS SONG. 1873.

2.

By all the hallowed mem'ries

That throng our pathway here,

By all the scenes of pleasure

That friendships warm endear,

By all the love we bear thee

That e'er our-lives shall show,

And by thy love, so tender,

Thy blessing ere we go.

3.

Then' mid the strifes and struggles

We journey forth to meet,

Not ours shall be the triumphs

That our brave efforts greet,

Thine, thine be all the glory

For all to thee we owe;

Thy hand has armed thy children,

So bless us ere we go.