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INTRODUCTION. 
 
 We take great pleasure in presenting to our many brothers of the Delta 
 Upsilon Fraternity, this first issue of the Fraternity Song-book, and would 
 bespeak for it from them all a most kindly reception. Throughout the 
 entire task, (by no means a light one,) we have freely exercised our per- 
 sonal judgment upon all manuscripts placed in our hands, in accordance 
 only with what seemed to us the best interests of our loved Fraternity. No 
 one can more readily perceive than we the abundant room for improve- 
 ment — to none are its defects more patent — yet we earnestly hope we shall 
 have given a reasonable satisfaction, and therewith will feel fully repaid for 
 our labors. 
 
 Did space allow, we would gladly enumerate a few of the many friends 
 to whom we are greatly indebted for generous assistance in various forms ; 
 we cannot however omit the mention of Bro. David Hays, ’78, Rochester, 
 whose repeated aid and suggestions have been of the utmost value. 
 
 We confidently invite and expect an indulgent welcome. 
 
 C. W. FOOTE, M. A., 
 
 W. R. DUDLEY, M. S., 
 
 P. H. PERKINS, B. C. E., 
 
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 Publication . 
 
 Committee 
 
 Ithaca, 7th April, 1 877. 
 
TABLE OF CONTENTS, 
 
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 Ach, wie ist’s moglich dann, 29 
 
 A Dirge, 26 
 
 Anniversary Ode, 28 
 
 After Years, 36 
 
 Boat Song, 9 
 
 Bonnie Dundee, 34 
 
 Bowling Green, 21 
 
 Brothers Dear in D. U., 35 
 
 Class Song, 43 
 
 Coming o’er the Sea, 12 
 
 Day slowly Declining, 46 
 
 Dirge, 26 
 
 Du schones Fischermadchen, 17 
 
 Ecce quam Bonum, 10 
 
 Evening Song, 43 
 
 Fairies’ Dance, 42 
 
 Farewell Song, 38 
 
 Fraternity Song, 32, 41 
 
 Friihlingssehnsucht, 14 
 
 Gone Before, 46 
 
 Harvest Home, 17 
 
 Hearts that we can name, 48 
 
 II Puritani, 10 
 
 Initiation Song, 11, 21 
 
 In the few happy months, .... 36 
 
 John Brown, 28 
 
 Ka-foozle-um, 44 
 
 Laudamus, ... 6 
 
 Love’s young Dream, 36 
 
 Marching Song, 11 
 
 Mary Lee, 7 
 
 Memories Dear, 25 
 
 Music in the Heart, 5 
 
 Never Forget, 15 
 
 New Years Hymn, 20 
 
 Oft in our future Years, 37 
 
 Oh, who will kiss those ruby lips ? 6 
 
 Our dearly beloved Delta U., 33 
 
 Parting Song, 35, 41 
 
 Requiem, 40 
 
 Re-union Song 16 
 
 Romanza, 37 
 
 Rome! Rome! 30 
 
 Rolling down the Bowling Green, 21 
 
 Serenade Song, 15 
 
 Silence, 24 
 
 Song between the hours, 29 
 
 The Gum-tree Canoe 22 
 
 Wanderer’s Return, 18 
 
 When the Sun shines bright, 8 
 
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 Where we in pleasure stray, 
 
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 If we no shade could find ; 
 
 Nor should we love the spring so well, 
 If winter’s face were kind. 
 
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 1 Old Delta U. thy name, 
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 While the gentle stream below, 
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 Thro’ the shadow and the sheen, 
 We sing the songs of home, 
 
 And of Delta U., our Queen. 
 
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 In the moonlight soft and sweet. 
 
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 1 Now welcome to our earnest band, 
 
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 ’Round Delta Upsilon.” 
 
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 We pledge the future bright; 
 
 And from each heart libations pour, 
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 And I must hasten away, love, 
 
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 1 Never forget the brothers 
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 Those faces ever beaming 
 With friendship’s golden light: 
 Wherever thou may’st wander, 
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 Never forget the brothers 
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 When we are far away, 
 
 With love as pure and tender 
 As thrills them here to-day. 
 Whatever fate betide us, 
 Wherever we may roam, 
 We’ll ne’er forget the dear ones 
 Of this our College home. 
 
16 Me=union J5ong. 
 
 Words by A. T. Pierson, ’67, Hamilton. Music by Miss Sadie P. Brow. 
 
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 1 When weeping clouds embrace the land, 
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 His fields afar— his vineyard nigh— 
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 Harvest Home, All Hail ! 
 
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 Sings sweet and clear the glad refrain 
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 Harvest Home, Harvest Home ! 
 Harvest Home, All Hail ! 
 
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 '71. Middlebury. 
 
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 Harvest Home, All Hail ! 
 
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 Sings sweet and clear the glad refrain 
 Of Harvest Home, All Hail ! 
 
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22 
 
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23 
 
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 1 When time shall separate our band, 
 
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 The songs we now sing here. 
 
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26 
 
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 Words by W. E. Howard. 
 '71. Midalebury. 
 
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 Forgotten thy virtues— no, never — 
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 Oh thou who art gone— fare-thee-well. 
 
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 ’64 Middlebury. 
 
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 Year after year with richer cheer 
 Life deepens in its tide ; 
 
 New songs are sung, new friends among, 
 We put old joys aside. 
 
 The world is fresh, our hearts abloom, 
 
 And bright in fitful gleams 
 Shines through the future’s witching gloom, 
 The goal of boyhood’s dreams. 
 
 To-day we count the happy gain, 
 Forecast in future good; 
 
 The gift of those who linked this chain 
 Of loving brotherhood. 
 
 So, working in the years to come, 
 Remembrance fading ne’er, 
 
 We’ll softly sing, the sweetest thing 
 Is love that lasts fore’er. 
 
&d) hue tst’s mogltcj) iiann. 
 
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 Air. — “Last Cigar.” Words by B. C. Miller. 
 
 1 When wearied with dull calculus. 
 
 Or old Socratic lore, 
 
 We hear the gladsome tocsin sound, 
 That says our toil is o’er; 
 
 What calms the throbbing brain so well, 
 Or smooths the brow that lowers, 
 
 Or cheers the wearied heart so soon, 
 
 As song between the hours, 
 
 Clio:— Our song between the hours, 
 
 Our song between the hours. 
 What will impart joy to the heart, 
 Like song between the hours. 
 
 ’72, Rutgers. 
 
 2 The Freshmen drop their shyness soon, 
 And bind their hearts in one, 
 
 And Sophs their friendship well confirm, 
 When all their tasks are done: 
 
 E’en Juniors prove that love is true, 
 
 And Seniors show its powers, 
 
 When all unite with merry voice, 
 
 In song between the hours. 
 
 Clio: — Our song between the hours, 
 
 Our song between the hours, 
 What will impart joy to the heart, 
 Like song between the hours. 
 
30 
 
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 1 With songs of rejoicing we sever 
 
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 And often we mingle together 
 To bid all our sorrows depart : 
 
 For, though hope’s fair blossoms may wither, 
 
 Though others prove false and untrue, 
 
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 To our dearly beloved Delta XL, 
 
 We joyfully tend our steps hither, 
 
 To our dearly beloved Delta U. 
 
 2 In love will we labor together, 
 
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 Love virtue, hate evil forever, 
 
 And seek to the right to conform ; 
 
 That thus we may aid one another 
 In all that is noble and true, 
 
 And cherish a love for each brother 
 Of our dearly beloved Delta U.— Cho. 
 
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 If there’s Lords in the Southland, there’s Chiefs in the North, 
 
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 3 Dundee he is mounted, he rides up the street, 
 
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 4 Away to the hills, to the woods, to the rocks, 
 
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 You have not seen the last of my bonnet and me. 
 
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 Come fill up my cup, come fill up my can, 
 
 Come saddle my horses and call up my men, 
 
 Fling all your gates open and let me gae free, 
 
 For ’tis up with the bonnet of Bonnie Dundee. 
 
 Parting 5ong. 
 
 Aib.— “Music in the. Heart Words by C. Day Noble. 
 
 ’64, Middlebury. 
 
 1 ’Tis here we oft were Wont to come, 
 
 To ever find good cheer, 
 
 And feel responsive in each heart, 
 
 The love we hold so dear; 
 
 And closer comes the thoughts of those 
 Who bless us from the past, 
 
 And warmer beat the hearts that meet — 
 Long may these blessings l$st. 
 
 1 2 Here many a happy fleeting hour, 
 
 We’ve passed in social joy, 
 
 And changing life or passing years 
 Their charm cannot destroy ; [bright, 
 Here thought with thought has kinclled 
 Has brought the smile and tear — 
 Then, though we widely scattered be, 
 We’ll hold each other dear. 
 
 Brothers dear in $elta W. 
 
 Aib . — Lauriger Horatius. 
 
 1 Brothers dear in Delta U, 
 
 Swell the joyful chorus; 
 
 Be united strong and true, 
 
 Bright the hopes before us. 
 
 Be our aims forever high, 
 
 Be not faint when toil is nigh, 
 Fear not any gloomy sky 
 That may lower o’er us. 
 
 Words by C. R. Williams. 
 ’75 Rochester . 
 
 2 Brothers, while we ever be 
 Bound by high endeavor. 
 
 In a love so pure and free, 
 
 Naught can harm us ever; 
 
 We shall have no foes to fear. 
 While we feel our brothers near, 
 We shall see the heavens clear, 
 Tempest-darkened never. 
 
36 
 
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 '76, Syracuse. 
 
 1 In the few happy months while we journey together, 
 
 We’ll gladden our hearts with a union of song; 
 
 These scenes when they’re past will come back to us ever 
 The fondest mementos of days that are gone. 
 
 Sprung forth fully armed as the Goddess Minerva, 
 Enthroned in the hearts of the loyal and true; 
 
 The Queen of her day and right royally worthy, 
 
 The pride of her sons is our loved Delta U. 
 
 2 We here strike the chord and with joyful emotion, 
 
 Her sons of the future the strain will prolong; 
 
 To the Queen of our joy glad hymns of devotion, 
 
 In union shall swell from the lips of our throng. 
 
 Time past that was golden has left U3 forever, 
 
 The cares of the future we’ll leave for their day, 
 
 The present is ours, pledging faith to each other, 
 
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 '76, Marietta. 
 
 1 In after years if life have cares, 
 
 And trials oft oppress, 
 
 If heart be sad at life’s affairs, 
 
 And pleasures fast grow less, 
 
 Cho: — W e’ll sing the songs of college days 
 Recall their joyous rhymes; 
 
 The heart will quicker beat at lays 
 Of dear old college times. 
 
 2 Then cheer the heart with gladsome glees, 
 And keep for future years, 
 
 Those melodies, which* sweet in these, 
 Time but the more endears. 
 
 Cho:— W e’ll sing the songs of college days 
 Recall their joyous rhymes; 
 
 The heart will quicker beat at lays 
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 1 Oft in our future years, 
 
 Amid life’s shifting measures, 
 
 While joyful memory cheers 
 With all its hallowed treasures, 
 
 The lays, the ways of college days, 
 
 The ties which sweetly bound us, 
 
 Shall oft with magic spell return, 
 
 And throw their cords around us; 
 
 Thus oft in future years when other scenes surround us, 
 
 Thy name, dear Delta U., shall throw its charms around us. 
 
 2 Sorrows their threads must weave, 
 
 And human hearts be riven, 
 
 Trials their shadows leave, 
 
 (This lot to all is given,)— 
 
 While down life’s tide we swiftly glide, 
 
 And near the dark’ning portal, 
 
 Where one by one, our journey done, 
 
 We enter life immortal; 
 
 Full oft in future years when other scenes surround us, 
 
 Thy name, dear Delta U., shall throw its charms around us. 
 
38 
 
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 1 Adieu, Alma Mater, adieu now to thee; 
 
 We sigh at the parting, reluctant though free; 
 
 Rich halos of mem’ry encircle thy brow, 
 
 ’Mid storm and ’mid sunshine, they’ll gleam bright as now; 
 
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 1 Oome we to-night, boys, 
 
 Bringing glad thoughts and true; 
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 Is Delta U. ; 
 
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 Upon us ever shine, 
 
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 Illume our way. 
 
 Words by M. R. Sackett. ’80, Syracuse. 
 
 2 Firmly together, 
 
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 Souls linked in thought and deed, 
 Iland clasped in hand; 
 
 We’ve garnered many sheaves, 
 Ripe fruit and few the leaves, 
 Bright dreams our fancy weaves, 
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