The ISTA . the kiss of the sun wakens earth to delight, When the wine of the morning runs red in Lifes glass. And the voice of the wind whispers Wake, for I pass! A toast to you, College, when high noon is come,When gloiy enriches earth, gold from the sun: Por thy manhood is strong and thy daughters are true,So we pledge in Lifes goblet a lifes love for you. —3— A toast to you. College, when gray twilight falls,When shadowy fingers touch softly thy halls, When the trees of thy campus stand silent and proudTo guard thee and keep thee, like sentries of God. A toast to you. College, when as in a

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The ISTA . the kiss of the sun wakens earth to delight, When the wine of the morning runs red in Lifes glass. And the voice of the wind whispers Wake, for I pass! A toast to you, College, when high noon is come, When gloiy enriches earth, gold from the sun: Por thy manhood is strong and thy daughters are true, So we pledge in Lifes goblet a lifes love for you. —3— A toast to you. College, when gray twilight falls, When shadowy fingers touch softly thy halls, When the trees of thy campus stand silent and proudTo guard thee and keep thee, like sentries of God. A toast to you. College, when as in a dream. The silver of moonlight rests bright on thy stream; When, tangled, the webs of the shadows lie stillOn wall and on field, on bridge and on hill. —5— A toast then we pledge in tones vibrant and low. That throb with a love which thy soul cannot know. Oh Mother of ours! In that great heart of thine, Take the health that we pledge in Devotions red wine. Hilda Leete 20. i One Hundred Twenty-Eight. One Hundred Twenty-nine 3E EE