. The Muse [1917] . Alma Mater (Tune: Believe Me if All Those Endearing Young Charms) St. Marys! wherever thy daughters may beThey love thy high praises to sing. And tell of thy beauties of campus and treeAround 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. Marys aye kindles a flameOf sweet recollections and love. Beloved St. Marys! 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 love that they feel is a herita

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. The Muse [1917] . Alma Mater (Tune: Believe Me if All Those Endearing Young Charms) St. Marys! wherever thy daughters may beThey love thy high praises to sing. And tell of thy beauties of campus and treeAround 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. Marys aye kindles a flameOf sweet recollections and love. Beloved St. Marys! 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 love that they feel is a heritage pure; An experience wholesome and fast rolling years it will grow and endure; Be a lamp and a guide to their feet. mm

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