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O shrine of every student's heart, Our Alma Mater, grave and gay, What temple wrought by magic art, Can rival dear old U. of K.f Majestic stand her stately halls, Her flag floats proudly in the breeze How dear her ivy-mantled ivalls, How love enshrines her sacred trees!
Yes, White and Blue, so tried and true. We love thy halls and campus, too, And shall forever and a day, Dear Alma Mater, U. of K. Although the years speed sivift away, While here ive sat at Learning's feet, The treasured ivisdom of a day Has often proved a blessing sweet. Thus memory loves to linger here, 'Mid scenes that never will decay, Within thy hallowed precincts dear, Dear Alma Mater, U. of K.
Cotton Noe.
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