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Woodstock (words to the song)
Brightly. Words and Music by Robert Leland Fleming

1. Come let us sing of dear old Woodstock, School that weve loved so long.
Up in the high Himalayan mountains that's where I be-long.
Here many scenes that mem-o-ries weave of friendly halls that
we have to leave.
[Chorus:] Oh, cheer for Wood-stock and the Brown and Gold
We will e-ver love thee, Thy hon-or we'll up-hold, Sing thy prai-ses
o-ver land and sea As we pledge to-ge-ther our loy-al-ty.

2. Northward there rise the snow-capped moun-tains, Southward the Doonland fills,
Westward the roads of old Mussoorie, Eastward blue Tehri Hills
Here many hap-py school days were mine 'Mid fern-oaks and whis-
per-ing pine.
[Chorus:] Oh, cheer for Wood-stock and the Brown and Gold
We will e-ver love thee, Thy hon-or we'll up-hold, Sing thy prai-ses
o-ver land and sea As we pledge to-ge-ther our loy-al-ty.


[Poem - ]
MUSSOORIE by Vera Frances

North, east and west tall mountains rise
Range beyond range, until the gleam,-
That glimpse c' etemal snows against pale skies,-
Rewards brave visitors who stream
Along the chakkar; those who puff and blow
But skill detemained, panting onward go.

When the skies are starred at night
And the crystal atmosphere
Makes the stars and lights appear
Scintillating, clear and bright,
Then smiles my heart, my heart is glad
To watch those miles in sable clad;
For in the darkness I see flung
A radiant, diamond necklace strung
With twinkling stars . . .
            Vera Frances
Sketch of the Boys' Hostel

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