Nazareth Academy - Lanthorn Yearbook (Rochester, NY)

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Margaret M. Donovan, 31 Denise Rd., Charlotte Holy Cross School As a twig trembles, which a bird lights on to sing, then leaves unbent So is our memory of Margaret. Virginia M. Donovan, 360 Maplewood Ave. Sacred Heart Sweet Virginia! dear Virginia! Why did mighty Jove create thee Gay as Thetis, fair as Flora. Beautiful as young Aurora? Ellen A. Doyle, Aurora, N. Y. But noble actions arc not judged by size, The great intent the action magnifies. Margaret L. Duffy, Honeoye Falls, N. Y. Honeoye Falls, H. S. O ' er you the soul of beauty flung A shadow mingled with the breath Of music that the Sirens sung. Helen F. Eddy, 496 Hawley St. St. Monica’s Your spritely grace and kindly words. Have influence sweet and strong. Your hand and voice can calm the mind, With music and with song. Marguerite De S. Flynn, Brighton St. Mary’s Just ten years from date we ask, What will Margaret be? Hounding up some big world task. Then how proud well be! Nine

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Academic Graduates Alice M. Amering, 6 Walton St. St. Mary’s School Unconscious as the sunshine. Simply sweet ami generous as that. Florence C. Ashe, 111 Eleventh St., Miami, Florida St. Joseph ' s Academy, St. Augustine She was sweet and fair with golden hair. And with her eyes she could advise. Josephine A. Bersch, 190 Durnan St. St. Alphonsus, Auburn, N. Y. She walks in beauty like the night. Of cloudless climes and starry skies, And all that’s best of dark and bright, Meet in her aspect and her eyes. Marcella P. Bisky, 326 Frost Ave. Immaculate Conception Thou art the Muse, who far from crowded cities Huuntest the sylvan streams, Playing on pipes of reed the artless ditties, That come to us as dreams. Dolores L. Britton, 237 Weddale Way Cathedral And on that cheek, and o’er that brow, So soft, so calm yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent. Lesta H. Danihy, 148 Vassar St. St. Joseph ' s Hound your childish form there seems to cling, A sense of nameless grace, A sweet confusion, budding hints of Spring, Just giving place, to graver woman shadows in your face. Eight

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Frances M. Govern, 25 Vick Park B Blessed Sacrament Her heart is joyous, cheerful, Her face is always gay, Never sad or tearful Any, any day. Mary P. Grady, 29 Stratford Park Blessed Sacrament Purer than the winter snow, Nobler than the mountain ' s height. Deeper than the ocean ' s Mow. Stronger than the eagle ' s might. Camilla I. Hamlin, 3948 Lake Ave. • Holy Cross O. but in debating, she aims her guns dead-sure. This is our Camilla, quiet and demure. Eleanor M. Hayes, 26 Boardman St. Blessed Sacrament Just like a queen, sure, she carries the head of her, Ay, and her hair is a crown of bright gold. Just like ii queen is the pose and the tread of her. Just like a queen in a story of old. Laura N. Hockins, 143 Selye Terrace No. 7 School Then shall I, cheerful, greet the laboring hours. And cheerful, turn, when the long shadows fall. At eventide, to play and love and rest. Because 1 know, for me my work is best. Agnes P. Keenan, 287 Dartmouth St. Blessed Sacrament A tiny, brown-eyed, elfin lass, Always glad and merry, No childish tricks nor capers, Yet always dainty as a fairy. Ten