Central High School - Red and Black Yearbook (St Louis, MO)

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Q 1:7-:,-.:..-1-ffmrw M A 5 11 . THE MOUND CITY By Marshall Harnil THE PRAYER Oh lVlorpheus.' Take us upon thy wings Ot peaceful dreams to strange and anrient realms. Take us into the dim and distant past. Away from turmoils of the worldly life: To regions, though about us, far removed Hy spare of time. Oh Prince of dreams. thou who Cans! take the souls of men into the past. And that which is to be. we thenee invoke Thy aid. Reverse the llow of sands of time And that ol' mighty rivers, whose great streams Long sinre have merged into the ocean with The rains of ages. XVe would that we might Go bark to the heginning, as it were, XVhen all upon the face of Mother Earth XVas new. Before the massive monarchs of God's noble forests in the Ozark hills Wt't'tr embryos contained within a seed. Remove the shades that mar the vision of That early age when strange men trod this ground, That we might know the chararter of man That owned this aneient valley as his home. Oh Morpheus' we humbly lay our plea Before thee in the hope thy will shall be To penetrate with us vast solitudes And purge the valleys grime. and dust of time. THE ANSXVER lt shall be so. O Man, for nobly sought, Indeed, this thing thou askst of me: transport Unhesitatingly I grant. 'Tis thine. Thou neetlst but tlo these simple things I ask Of thee, lest thou in all thy erstasy And boundless awe. shouldst be tferrome. alas, Hy wonders in thy journeys thou shalt see: Or lest. in some age intervening. thou Shouldst yet be lost. Upon thy Consciousness I rast my spell of sleep, and now transport Thee safely rross the span of countless years: Close fast thy lids, release thy soul to me. THE VISION Home on sweet dreams, review the passing show. Arross the fields of time and spare we fly. Upon our spirits' eager fare, beat winds That dormant, long. within that empty void Ot' life have lain. All round. the mighty sky Sixteen Vfe view: below. the earth-its vast terrain. Behold thou Man. the rity of thy birth Has disappeared as if it ne'er had been. Ah see, 'tis long before the white man fame To mar the pagan beauty of the land. liar down below. we view a mighty stream O'ergrown on either bank hy stately trees. The wondrous beauty of the valley wide: Off in the distanre, rolling hills of green. And, bursting forth beyond those ern'rald hills. Arising in full majesty. the sun- The blazing glory of its mighty sphere. Its entourage of lleeey golden clouds. Hailed by the feathered sonasters of the wood. Such harmony of color and of soundf Beholdf YVhat is this thing that greets our sight As dawn removes the shadows of the night? Ah. surely, eyes, thou art deceiving us: For things like this exist indeed in books. But not in truth upon the face of the earth. See, on the level of the valley's floor, An anrient city, peopletl by strange men Of mighty build and copper-colored skin. Upon their knees. fare to the dust, as though ln rev'rent worship to the sun above. ln rhythmic motion. as they rise and fall And chant their mystic songs in fervent prayer Before returning to the day and toil. They rise to go about their varied tasks. And multitudes of natives rrowcl the ways. XVe go, unseen by them. along their streets. tlfor bear in mind. were of a later day.t Ah. now that we are rlose at hand to view The type of man these ancients used to be. We quake: for they imleed are men of might. The smallest one among them towering high Above our tallest man by one full head. Their hair of raven hue tossed by the winds, Their rolling muscles glist'ning neath the sun. Their gallant tread, and flashing, jet-black eyes- Their striking beauty thrills our very soulsf With interest born of euriosity W'e watch them. as each goes about his task. Some making little ornaments from bone And rainbow-colored shells from bubbling brooks XVe marvel at the skillful hands of one l'Continued on page 39j