Normalogue (1918) . rThat The night brings out the stars. III. Night until this moment neverThrew deep shadows oer our class,But the time has come to severAnd it pains us as we us by faith possessingWelcome stars at heavens door;Fare thee well, dear Alma Mater,Fare thee well forever more. Theresa Hennessy 76 1918 NORMALOGUE ©tje iHountain* (Adapted) Oh proudly rise the monarchs of our mountain their kingly forest robes, to the sky,Where Alma Mater dwelleth with her chosen band,Where the peaceful river floweth gently by. Chorus:—The mountains! the mountains! we greet them wit

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Normalogue (1918) . rThat The night brings out the stars. III. Night until this moment neverThrew deep shadows oer our class,But the time has come to severAnd it pains us as we us by faith possessingWelcome stars at heavens door;Fare thee well, dear Alma Mater,Fare thee well forever more. Theresa Hennessy 76 1918 NORMALOGUE ©tje iHountain* (Adapted) Oh proudly rise the monarchs of our mountain their kingly forest robes, to the sky,Where Alma Mater dwelleth with her chosen band,Where the peaceful river floweth gently by. Chorus:—The mountains! the mountains! we greet them with a songWhose echoes rebounding their wooded heights along,Shall mingle with anthem that winds and fountains sing,Till hill and valley gaily, gaily ring. Beneath their peaceful shadows may our Normal stand,Till suns and mountains never more shall be,The glory and the honor of our mountain land,And the dwelling of the noble and the free. Chorus:— Washington Gladden 77 &nap &t)otg 78 79 &utograpf)g so.

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