Gone from our rank and file, Gone from class eighteen, Gone from our heart of hearts, To home and realms unseen. Gone from our Senior Meetings, Parties and games and fun, Gone from the joys of Youth Almost at the rise of sun. Gone! but not forgotten, The memories linger still; When silence softly creeps O'er dale and tree and hill. Memories come to everyone From out the twilight blue; Our hearts are strangely warmed with thoughts of love for you. Gone! but this we know Beyond the starry blue, Ties of fond brotherhood Now are formed anew. Farewell! Farewell! some day When shadows flee away, We'll meet to walk together Throughout eternal day.

 

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