308 JOURNEY WITHOUT MAPS

He made us feel and wish within:
Floreat Collegium Liberia.

A song was sung; then rose the Speaker of the Day,
This humorous man did make us laugh and play;
His speech was fine; full of humour and delay.
He made us feel and wish within:
Floreat Collegium Liberia.

Unlike the Commencements of the previous days,
A thing was done that true credit wrought and

praise—

It was worthy prizes offered for the plays,
By the first Lady of the land:
Floreat Collegium Liberia.

Unlike the Commencements preceded this,
The degrees were conferred in ceremonious ways,
And all who saw this would truly praise for days
The efforts of the Acting Sage,
Floreat Collegium Liberia.

All hail! all hail!! hail the closing day of mirth,
That to us this day doth give a joyous birth
And make us prone heavenward and not to earth,
Lux in Tenebris, from thee is heard.
Floreat Collegium Liberia.

Farewell, farewell, to thee thou dying year of toil
Now is ease as then was labour for our soil,
In thee our time we nonetheless did spoil;
But laboured hard and wishing still,
Floreat Collegium Liberia.