IN cap and gown I saw her go, -- The daintiest sight the world could show; The cap aslant with mocking air, The gown blown lightly here and there, -- I watched her with my heart aglow. Throughout the passing centuries slow, In many garbs, maids come and go. Sweet souls! they had been twice as fair In cap and gown. O Grecian girls in robes of snow, O satin belles of long ago, However gay your dress, or fair, I tell you ye could not compare With the new maid ye cannot know, -- In cap and gown. |