Repository: UIHistories Project: Dedication - Memorial Stadium [PAGE 21]

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Flings out its golden bannerets that foil A heavy golden fruit; And high above the windy leaf, It bears an ultimate bloom, a fertile tasseled sheaf. Ill O Alma Mater, high blossom of our state, O tasseled prairie flower, born to germinate In the sons of pioneers, the seed Of labor and of learning, And in their hearts, a burning Spirit for freedom, a will for the righteous deed, O Alma Mater, yours is a deathless story, And yours shall be the glory Through dim eternity With fertile seed to saturate The dreams of sons to be— In your sons and daughters to instill Our fathers' fortitude and will; And yours the challenge to perpetuate Their dreams, and on the state A fertile pollen spill, That fructifies our land as corn upon a hill. IV As beavers in a dome, asleep, inert, Are none the less alert And watchful for the ominous decline Of the lapping water-line, And hasten to repair the broken dam With matted clayey vine and poplar jam,— So lived our commonwealth until that day When the dams of old were swept away— When under the beat and stress Of hate and selfishness, The floodgates of the world released The tides of war, when our bulwarks ceased To hold, and our battered dams weiit out.

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