Ohio University - Athena Yearbook (Athens, OH)

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Cloud capped gate and statue tall — Deiv and leaves kiss owr campus green — Trees hetid low as ij in prayer, by night masked in solitude . . . Great in tradition though seeming small — this tapestry of gold and blue haunts us when we go away — but as we plod our course through youth-old age . . . Memories cling and draw us back to the happy moments of our college past. Oh there ' s nothing like the morning — ichen the sun gleams throtigh the elms. and the sound of Cutler ringing — her 8 o ' clock bells. It ' s cold and crisp in winter; the spring is fresh and light — But the fall is best — with its sharp tangy smell — and the leaves sweeping cross the paths. Oh there ' s nothing like the morning with the mist aiid dew so heavy and our hearts so young and free — as we walk toward early classes to learn, to build for those earthly dreams. D aA and Tiif atuU

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Wf iM at maliht • • • m £llidu (paJtm These days we ' ve spent together on the steps of Ellis Hall . . . watching shadows cross the walk . . . those ten minute talks, in between smokes, last minute quizzes before an exam — even corny jokes. The crowds, the noise, the shadows of our thoughts linger long in the growing morning sun — deepening with the passing days and the ensuing months. How we studied and gabbed from morn til night — the friends we made and left behind . . . Shadows growing longer . . . the hours — ininutes — pass into years, but memories linger on . . . — Ann Rogolsky wim HalL Through your portals the stuff of youth has passed these past 143 years. And yet you ' ve stood well all of time. Your scars seem not to appear. You ' re ivy clad and dull brown brick . . . a familiar traditional sight. How much do you know? Why do you smile? Through these portals many mortals have walked. You housed their ambitions, desires, dreams. Time unfailing . . . goes on. Only things change. You ' ve changed — wisdom is interred in your bones. The stuff of youth is constant, it coiitinually seeks . . . in you we sought and gained. — Ann Rogolsky