With a wilder thrill our pulses tingle;
You and I
Will shout our loves, but aye forget to sigh!
THE BALLAD OF LAGER BIER.
In fallow college days, Tom Harland,
We both have known the ways of Yale,
And talked of many a nigh and far land,
O’er many a famous tap of ale.
There still they sing their Gaudeamus,
And see the road to glory clear;