To The Pledge
Words: Kenneth W. Rogers, Syracuse 1917
The three bright stars are yours, my boy,
You're pledged to Beta's band;
Guard well your shield from life's allow!
'Tis Wooglin's stern command.
And if old Wooglin sees you live
A life his praise can win,
You'll have the best that life can give,
You'll wear the Beta pin.
And when our circle folds you in,
Our Mysteries you'll know:
You'll feel the bond that makes us kin,
That sets our hearts aglow.
So steer your path towards Wooglin's den,
And with us sing his praise,
Until he makes you blest of men
For all your span of days.