And ever on unchallenged past,
Until they reached the Port at last,
To plan a daring feat.
Two gleaming poles the party spies, -
A tempting sight to Freshmen eyes,
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A splendid chance to "rag";
For, shining in the pure moonlight,
They see the stripes of red and white
That grace our country's flag.
These callow Freshmen, on whose chin
The scattered hairs do but begin
To make a furtive mark,
What care they for a barber's sign?
The flaunting ensign mocks the line,
And beards them as they walk.
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