Calyx . C;be College mnibows Xament. Clorinda neath a spreading oak Sat lost in retrospection ;No sound the summer stillness broke The silence breathed protection ;Until aloud the maiden spoke Her thoughts with deep dejection : How oft in those dear days gone by Have I, with glances naughty,Caused one true heart to moanand sigh, But sweet sixteen is haughty;When roses fade, then love doth fly, And one grows meek at forty !. I know a j-outh of lovely face—No matter if his learning Is set to footballs lively pace—My poor heart to him turning Finds in him all of beautysgrace—No fault in him disce

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Calyx . C;be College mnibows Xament. Clorinda neath a spreading oak Sat lost in retrospection ;No sound the summer stillness broke The silence breathed protection ;Until aloud the maiden spoke Her thoughts with deep dejection : How oft in those dear days gone by Have I, with glances naughty,Caused one true heart to moanand sigh, But sweet sixteen is haughty;When roses fade, then love doth fly, And one grows meek at forty !. I know a j-outh of lovely face—No matter if his learning Is set to footballs lively pace—My poor heart to him turning Finds in him all of beautysgrace—No fault in him discerning. Ah, Cupid ! At your tricks once more,Why are you so designing ? You re not content as in days of yoreWith youth to youth assigning— But try new tricks neer tried before,And age for youth is pining ! 84

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