Belmont College - Milady in Brown Yearbook (Nashville, TN)

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SNOWBOUND AT BELMONT.

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Dedication to Miss Hood and Miss Heron Adown the vista of the dear past days Come thronging: memories, all tender-eyed. Of grey walls all shrined in sunny slopes, and filled With echoes of gay laughter and of song Of days of earnest toil and twilight hours. When peaceful hearts communed with God in prayer For these and for thy great unceasing love That wrapped us in its sacred tenderness, We bring to thee with loving gratitude And dedicate to thee — our offering.

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Belmont Sno-wbound MALLIE GAINES WILSON. HE Snow King sate in his ancient hold — A palace of hailstones, shining, cold — ' Round him his warriors, stern, severe. And armed each with an icy spear; They sate and planned. Anon their lord Called for his messenger. At his word A mighty lord came bustling in, The North wind he, sans kith and kin. He will crackle, and whistle, and storm and squall. Or will soothe and caress, and over all His beautiful snow send silently down. Till every villa and farm and town Be adorned in a robe of matchless white; The streams will stop to own his might. And obeisance make; and even the day Will diminish its train and hide away. The Snow King spoke (his voice was deep And hollow like the downward leap. Or the frozen fall of a river, great) : Our pleasure is to invade the State So long exempt from our stormy rule. So far removed that she feels not full The sway of the power that owns her; we Must claim from the sunshine, Tennessee. Go, good wind! the Snow King said; The North wind went, and his great head Was whirling with messages out of the North, Which he soon would scatter abroad in the South; And the Snow King chuckled aloud as he thought Of the many changes that would be wrought In the land of the South, and mostly the jaunt He had planned for a fair place called Belmont. Go thou, in all thy furious haste. Sweep from the land each ugly waste, Each leaf and twig that lingers yet To tell of summer ' s growth ; and let Thy roaring voice speak loudly forth, And say or sigh that from the North The Snow King comes in all his might. Armed with sleet and icy night. ' Twas after all the light and warmth and joy Of Belmont ' s happy Recreation Night. The girls had danced the last to Home, Sweet Home, And now they slept and dreamed till morning hsht.