Look where the crimson banners fly!
Hark to the sound of tramping feet!
There is a host approaching nigh,-
Harvard is marching up the street!
Onward to victory again,
Marching with drum-beat and with song,-
Here the refrain,
As it thunders along-as it thunders along!
Behold, they come in view,
Who wear the crimson hue,-
Whose arms are strong, whose hearts are true
Ever to Harard, Ever to HARVARD!
And Harvard's glory shall be our aim,
And through the ages the sound shall roll,
When all together we cheer her name,-
When we cheer her with heart and soul!
WILLIAM L. W. FIELD, sS.
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