Much training its aid to your forces must lend;
Ere you in the future the conflict have won,
You must know what the minds of past ages have done."
Then the old Alma Mater, with welcoming sign,
Said, "That's what I'm for; students, fall into line!"
And with hearts still at home, but with eyes forward cast,
We started away on our march through the past.
'Twas a long, weary march! full of toil and of pain;
There were curbings of body, and lashings of brain;
There were sinkings of heart, fraught with agony dire;