. Bizarre . heightof graduation. Their contests in which we have struggled side by side haveunited us as loyal sons of the scarlet and white. All through these years theblue and white has been mingled with the scarlet and white until now there re-mains but one banner, one purpose, namely, to honor, to revere our Alma Mater. Pai^e ,(V r. I Z A H R K 1 ;» 1 2 Class Poem THEN AND NOW Once the goal was far away; Now, tis we dreamed a dreamland laj; Now, we the empty phantom of Unused hours,Fear the dizzy dark of lifes Old misty showers. Then we wished our course were run, In mu
. Bizarre . heightof graduation. Their contests in which we have struggled side by side haveunited us as loyal sons of the scarlet and white. All through these years theblue and white has been mingled with the scarlet and white until now there re-mains but one banner, one purpose, namely, to honor, to revere our Alma Mater. Pai^e ,(V r. I Z A H R K 1 ;» 1 2 Class Poem THEN AND NOW Once the goal was far away; Now, tis we dreamed a dreamland laj; Now, we the empty phantom of Unused hours,Fear the dizzy dark of lifes Old misty showers. Then we wished our course were run, In mute remorse;But now we wish twere yet to run, That same old course!Yet, fragrant in our hearts are thoughts Of laurels won,Our nestling spirits soar, knowing Achievements done. We aimed at stars, we struck the moon; An accident!Now, we think we aimed too soon, Like precedent!But boys, we aimed! theres one more mark Our missile mars!Lets aim again, and then, perhaps Well hit the stars. Page 39 BIZARRE 1 U 1 2. Oiir Senior Girls Tis girls that make the worlds go rouud,Where eer revolving worlds are found,They are the sun and stars that lightUs, through this universal night. In every land, in every climeThere have been girls, since dawn of timeBut neer such girls were seen, I trowAs those at Lebanon \alley now. Pre eminent among this bandThe angelic girls of 11 stand;Personifying every graceThat can exist in form or face. For them it is the spring returnsAnd autumns crimson banner burns;The mocking-bird and oriole,—They onlv sing to charm their souls. Helen of Troy could not compareWith our dear girls—they are so fair;They are the dearest, sweetest thingsThat ever wore engagement rings! A nations jewels are not its pearlsOr gold or rubies, but its deeds nor conquests of a state—Its girls alone can make it great. So we of 11 lay no claimTo great achievements, for our world shall judge us by our girlsOur matchless, our immortal girls. -Pippi Page ^o 1J I X A
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