Overbrook High School - Record Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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BRASS SUNG Alma MGt67'-CO7'H6Zl Words by Alice Kinsman Seniors, we, in song together, Lift thy praises now, '29 shall add forever Laurels to thy brow. Chorus Beacon light of our endeavor, Never can we fail 5 Hail to thee, our Alma Mater, Overbrook, all hail! We have cherished thy traditions., Helped create the new, ' Borne our part with truth and spirit, For the Green and Blue. Now a fond farewell we bid thee, , From thy portals pass, Future years cannot bring else than Honor to the class. xi-Q3 Q. -Qffyf naalfifir Q51 g--QEQQTMQ Q QESQSE ...bil if Ml, gl: if ,. ,.,, ja? -2:4 1 i J-wuz J in

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All the dear treasures love from time would save' Beauty that will not stay her hour, the grave High purposes of youth, the sudden gift And peace of loyalty, and friendship swift, To slight with one bright glance this niggard time' And laughter rising from the heart, and rhyme Like wind and water chimingg solitude, Orion in the west, the trembling brood Of Pleiades at dusk, the sacred touch Of strong familiar hands, and even such First wisdom as a child'sg labor and mirth And sleep, a wild keen fellowship with earth, And brave long pride, the goblet shared, a stress Of truth upon your word, sure gentlenessg The common light of day, and flowers in grass, Love and love's deep-slaked thirst, all things that pass And are remembered after, -These, like a fire, 'Gainst change, and joyless knowing, faint desire, And the calm, dry-eyed funeral of years, Fairer than light to earth from one lone star, Safer than tenderness, more close than fears,- All these, outshining time, I bid you keep. - 7 Remember these, whose valor has been thine, Who for a golden hour with us have fared In gladnessg these, who graciously have shared The light of their believing hour, divine, And fleeter than they knowg whose mirth is leaven To thy wisdom, who would blithely fling Their cap above a star 3 whose songs shall ring No more like challenges from earth to heaven. Be with them in the dawn surprised by grief, Through lone and hungry watches, grant them ease From rapture and from pain. O, make night brief, And in the day fling out a guarding host Along that reckless course-their winning: most In their triumphant hour, remember these. BEATRICE NORAH SPINELLI. :J f i ,U 1-.5 , ,l,n', l sw .- Q- ll jj Qaiilsfsdfarlkaffiilit gig, Av,J,v,-,A,.,.,-gikvg ,,.,.,.,,,if 4,.,.,,...Laci-L,L,,..m..A .1 tai 9 it