We may sing of our glorious college, Of the old chapel steps and the bell, Of the class-rooms just filled full of knowledge, Which all Amherst men love so well. But to-night as we're gather'd together, Let us raise a strain loudly and strong To her from whom naught can us sever, To her who keeps watch o'er our throng. Sabrina, fair, Sabrina, dear, We raise to thee our hearty cheer, Come fellows, all, and give a toast To her we love, and love the most.

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