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For parting passions time compressed.

Are crudely felt and all expressed.

And chilly as the good Dean's breast

Is Boston's winter at its best.

The cold stone steps outside the houses

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Have not the atmosphere which rouses.

The feeling 'waked by well filled blesses.

(Line censored) Ed

If we can't make the clock stand still.

We'll go to Wheaten Damn we will!! Richard W. Burke '49.   Bernard A. Edison '49.   Hartly Fleischmann '49.   Andrew Marvell ocC

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