UFAC ET SPERA"
VOLUME 29
MBER 2
N OVEMBER 1911
OUR JUBILARIAN Fifty years of toil have speeded, Fifty years of work well done; Fifty years! how they have fleeted, Running quickly one by one. Mem'ry oft goes back, dear Father, And with joy we view those years, Days of then, of now, of yester, Days of hope, but mixed \Vith fears. Echoes of those years since '6o Float adown the aisles of time; Stealing onward, gently onward, And their setting beauteous shine. Rough those years, but fitting better Than a gentler life could fit; Fifty years! we love to ponder And enjoy them as they flit. Poor those days, those days of wanting, \ Vhen the fibres of one's soul Clung with weary, eager panting, Anxious to attain the goal. Choice those years now numbering fifty Since His threshold you have trod : F ather dear, would we could fitly, Praise and laud our dearest God.
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