Lincoln University - Lion Yearbook (Lincoln University, PA)

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THE DAY IS DONE, AND DARKNESS

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 Well, murmured one, Let who so make or buy, My Clay with long Obliv- ion is gone dry: But fill me with the old familiar Juice, Me thinks I might re- cover by and by. -- Fitzgerald The time I've lost in wooing, In watching and pursuing The light that lies In woman’s eyes, . . . -- Moore a

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I i The night has spread its massive cloak upon the earth and man prepares to rest his weary mind--night, propiti- tiator of rest, mistress of silence, and guardian of mystery. It works its dark magic upon all, whispering mistily of shadows saturated with memoirs of day. Now, all, succumb to its necro- mantic calm. Man lays his head upon his pillow and contemplates wearily the day that has passed. He cogitates upon his many failures and revels in his suc- cesses. He realizes with fitful reak- oning that for all his idiosyncrasies, his exaltations, and his errors, he is, after all, no less, no more the man he was yesterday and shall be no more and no less the man he is today or tomor- row. For man is the earth and the earth is for all time. Now, midst the black of night, kind sleep clouds his mind and rests his body. He awaits unconsciously the coming of the dawn . . . - C----------I • FALLS FROM THE WINGS OF NIGHT . . . LONGFELLOW