Show n. n Near to a house that was newly built Leaned teacher his rulers ruler's hilt a grim on 7 j His work was done and he paused to wait The Freshman train the open gate No relic of by gone days was he For his locks were jet and his speech was free And these words came from his lips so grim I gather them in I gather them in I gather them in both girl and boy Year after year of grief and joy They live in houses that stand around On every route from the University ground Freshman and Juniors and all Come to my solitude just off the hall But come they with silence or come they with din dm I gather them in in I gather them in Juniors are with me but still Im I'm alone I rule them all like a king on his throne On memory's slab my grip I hold And my scepter of rule is worn but not old Come they from cottage or come they from hall halI Juniors my subjects all alI all all Let them loiter in m pleasure or slyly sup Im I'm grinding them up Im I'm grinding them up I gather them in and their final grind Is here down here then the goal they'll find Then the teacher ceased and the senior train Wound proudly that door of fame With a sigh of relief that teacher turned And the University door he fairly s spurned urne While the air came a joyful shout Ive I've ground them out I ground them o out t. t f Lecta Lee a |