Excerpt from The Muse, 1915, Vol. 17 And tell of thy beauties of campus and tree Around which sweet memories cling; They may wander afar, out of reach of thy name, Afar, out of sight of thy grove, But the thought of St. Mary's aye kindles a flame. Oi Sweet recollections and love. Beloved St. Mary's! How great is our debt! Thou hast cared for thy daughters full well; They can never thy happy instructions forget, Nor fail of thy virtues to tell. The love that they feel is a heritage pure; An experience wholesome and sweet. Through fast rolling years it will grow and endure; Be a lamp and a guide to their feet. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.