. Syllabus. And wed return by the great north star To view the greater sit awhile, beneath his smile, Upon the polar chair;And we would pluck a diamond bright From out that starry sea,And nail it fast, upon our mast. For all the world to see. And it would shine as shines our love, With pure celestial ray,A gleaming star, whose light afar Turned darkest night to day;But since there is no starlit sea. And youll not be my bride —Ill bring around ray automo And take you for a ride. —J. L. firozcn. Jc* Tore Ex* (With apologies to James Whitcomb Riley^ Father calls me William, fraters call
. Syllabus. And wed return by the great north star To view the greater sit awhile, beneath his smile, Upon the polar chair;And we would pluck a diamond bright From out that starry sea,And nail it fast, upon our mast. For all the world to see. And it would shine as shines our love, With pure celestial ray,A gleaming star, whose light afar Turned darkest night to day;But since there is no starlit sea. And youll not be my bride —Ill bring around ray automo And take you for a ride. —J. L. firozcn. Jc* Tore Ex* (With apologies to James Whitcomb Riley^ Father calls me William, fraters call me Sig,Fessors call me lazy, and no one calls me glad I aint a grad. — rather be a soph.;Fun to register for snaps, fun to bluff your to call on Alice, and go walking by the lake- Lots of girls at old N, U,, but Alice takes the all the time the whole _\ear round my work dont bother me—But jes fore Im as busys I can be. —Mirza French. 216 To a horning tilori|. Flushed spirit of the dewy nights repose,When I behold thy sweet simplicity,Smiling at morn with artless purity In humble nooks, into my soul there flows A joy strange felt, and all enraptured growsMy being, until, mute with ecstasy,Far down into thy gladdening mystery I look, and lose my weary weight of woes. For in the melting tints of thy deep chalice. Sprung from the roadside into faultless beauty,I see again a soul whose priceless worth Dares to erect its own God-purposed beside the dusty paths of duty,And reign with native goodness on the earth. — J. C. Nicholson.
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