. Farm legends. of Death upon his heart? But when we thought how his unfettered soul. Free from his poor sick bodys weak control, Pluming its wings at the Eternal throne, Might take through realms of space its rapid flight,And find a million joys to us unknown. The cloud was rifted by a ray of light. Old class of 69! together, still. Weve journeyed up the rough and toilsome hill; Seeking the gems to labor neer denied. Plucking the fruits that deck the mountain-side. Now, in the glory of this summer day, We part, and each one goes his different way. Let each, with hope to fire his yearning soul
. Farm legends. of Death upon his heart? But when we thought how his unfettered soul. Free from his poor sick bodys weak control, Pluming its wings at the Eternal throne, Might take through realms of space its rapid flight,And find a million joys to us unknown. The cloud was rifted by a ray of light. Old class of 69! together, still. Weve journeyed up the rough and toilsome hill; Seeking the gems to labor neer denied. Plucking the fruits that deck the mountain-side. Now, in the glory of this summer day, We part, and each one goes his different way. Let each, with hope to fire his yearning soul, Still hurry onward to the shining goal. The way at times may dark and weary seem, No ray of sunshine on our path may beam. I 12 Colieo-e Poems. The dark clouds hover oer us like a pall,And gloom and sadness seem to compass all;But still, with honest purpose, toil we on; And if our steps be upright, straight, and in the east a golden light shall dawn, And the bright smile of God come bursting through,. Brothers and Friends. 11 BROTHERS AND FRIENDS. [Reunion of Ah\(poi km ^tXot Society, Jdne 16, 1875.] Would I might utter all my heart can feel! But there are thoughts weak words will not reveal; The rarest fruitage is the last to fall; The strongest language hath no words at all. When first the uncouth student comes in sight—A sturdy plant, just struggling toward the light—And timidly invades his classic home,And gazes at the high-perched college dome,Striving, through eyes with a vague yearning dim,To spy some future glory there for him,A child in thought, a man in strong desire,A clod of clay, vexed by a restless fire, When, homesick, heart-sick, tired, and desolate,He leans himself gainst Learnings iron all the future frowns upon his all the past conspires to pull him back;When, with tired resolution in his looks,He bends above the cabalistic strives, with knitted forehead throbbing hot,To learn what older students have forgot;And w
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