No doubt some hearts anticipated joys;
While some the pangs of sad regret did share.
And some were musing rather fervently
’Twixt hopes and fears of drear uncertainty.
Mysterious mind! Oh why this painful hush?
The long hoped battle’s on—in high white heat;
Each has won one; now they hope yet to crush;
A minute small may tell the tale—who beat?
And with that honor lustering some school,
Some one stands idolized and beautiful.