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Show 88 U. of U. Chronicle Year Book &fje "WL" Jfflan Hail! the conquering hero comes, With long and stately stride ; His chin full loftily he bears, His eye speaks conscious pride; A challenge is the mien he wears; "Let others stand aside!" Tis well you make obeisance to The man who's won his U. The college maiden's idol, He- And many a furtive glance Of secret admiration's cast At his shoulders' broad expanse. 'Tis well they gaze when he has passed, And swiftly look askance ; For He's the season's athlete, He- The man who's won his U.- - Hazel Stevens, '07 R. T. '07. Without you, dear, The brightness of the world Has grown so drear; The sky, once clear and blue To me, is gray, The big, big joy of living Died with you today. There's nothing, love Left for me here Without you, dear. R. T. '07. "I wish," he gently whispered Into the maiden's ear, "That you would say you love me, 'Tis all I wish for, dear. "I'd give my life to claim you For my very own," he said. "Well, then," she slyly answered, "I wish that you were dead." |