To Calculus, Good Bye
Come, Seniors, sing the parting song, The happy hour draws nigh; To Calculus, we've hated long, We'll bid a last good-bye.
The foe that here we burn to-night, We'll think of nevermore; Our minds are free, our hearts are light, For Senior's "Classic lore."
The hands and hearts and heads unite, And paths of fame pursue; New bands of friendship now we plight, And shout our last adieu.
- Carmina Universitatis Novi Brunsvici. Fredericton, NB: University of New Brunswick, 1881.
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