AT AN Alpha Delta D INNER AT M IDDLETOWN C ONNECTICUT , M AY , 1878

When Harvard woke in woodland wild,
Our dear New England's first-born child
(Before her she had nary one),
The damsel tried to break away;
Indeed she proved a little gay,
Or Latitudinarian.

The dear old mother did not grout;
She never thought to scold or spite her;
The only thing she cared about
Was that when sister Yale came out,
She should be laced a little tighter.

The girls themselves no difference knew. —
They laughed and joked, and quarrelled never.
As loving sisters both they grew;
And with each year's Commencement new,
They twine the crimson with the blue,
Kiss and make friends, and will forever.