Gloaming (Also College Mirth)

I’ll post all the goofy Commencement pictures as soon as I get them, but since the sunburn is still fresh and I’m drinking coffee from my very own Class of 2004 mug, you’ll have to settle for the lyrics to our alma mater. Which should really be remixed by someone like Chris Vrenna, I feel.

O stately Square that lies before us,
These stony portals straight and strong,
The birthplace of our Alma Mater,
We’ll ever praise in splendid song.
The archway ever stands triumphant,
Protecting all we seek to do,
With thee for e’er our inspiration,
O honored NYU.

No happier lot could e’er befall us,
No boon we crave of greater worth.
Than here to gather in the gloaming,
And blend our hearts in college mirth,
Scenes we’ve learned so much to cherish,
No friends we’ve found so staunch and true,
As those who pledge with us devotion,
To dear old NYU.

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