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. Taps. 192 All Quiet at Ponce De Leon. •All Quiet Along the Potomac. All quiet at Ponce de Leon they say, Except now and then some stray yells,As the heart of a Clemson admirer, With pride for the Tiger team swells—Oh, where are the valiant Techmen now, Who even before the game did begin,Fondly predicted, Clemson no show, Georgia Tech is certain to win. All quiet at Ponce de Leon to-night, Where the rain is peacefully fallingWiping away with pitying touch, All traces of Techs recent rain nor other powerneath the sun, No matter how pitying it be,Can wipe away from our memory, The t
. Taps. 192 All Quiet at Ponce De Leon. •All Quiet Along the Potomac. All quiet at Ponce de Leon they say, Except now and then some stray yells,As the heart of a Clemson admirer, With pride for the Tiger team swells—Oh, where are the valiant Techmen now, Who even before the game did begin,Fondly predicted, Clemson no show, Georgia Tech is certain to win. All quiet at Ponce de Leon to-night, Where the rain is peacefully fallingWiping away with pitying touch, All traces of Techs recent rain nor other powerneath the sun, No matter how pitying it be,Can wipe away from our memory, The thoughts of that beautiful victory. All quiet at Ponce de Leon to-night,At Calhoun, I ask if it be the same? Not much, for when the belated train,Bearing the victorious Tigers came, The Corps bonfire rose on high. And amid the cheers that swelled to the sky. The gleaming stars seemed to twinkle 193
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