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Nothing but proses and reps and con ! () for the future when I’'m a man. With no more Virgil to Tearn and sean,

• Raming in torrents again,” they say

Tield is a shm)u) miry marsh

But duty is duty, though sometimes harsh, And no one to say to me, ° Please, go oon ! And * footer s {uutu' 7 whatever the d; Ly Chorus. Yot the time may come, as the years go by, Cliorus.

Vet the time may come, as the years @i by When your heart will thrill ‘ At the thought of the 1Hill,

And the shppery ficlds and the raiing siy.

When your heart will thrill At the lhuugh[ of the THIT, And the proses so long and the con so dry,

Five hundred fuces alive with glee ! Trials are over the term 1s done, With all its glory and 1ol and fun ;

1 l)f lhc ]);lsl me !

Chorus. Yet the tine AV Cone,

Know why, When vour eyes will fill At the thuu"ln of the THI

And the wild regret of the last good-hye,

though you scarce

Harky How.