Shortridge High School - Annual Yearbook (Indianapolis, IN)

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The moon hangs light from a delicate bough --A bough that pierces the sky- And sheds pale beams of a lemon hue On the fields that slumbering lie: And ln the fields the blue-green grass Is half-hid in s purple haze. While. from the castle on the hill. Lights shine In a shrimp-pink maze: And on a balcony of mossy grey There leans a maid so fair, Clad ln s gown of startling white And fondling her copper hair. And down below, from the crimson shade, Steps forth a knight in blue, His heart poured forth to his lady love ln s song of lavender huel The maiden smiles a pale green smlle As she looks in his striped eyes IN POSTER LAND And leans down over the yellow rall With fluttering vlolet cries! But the critic sadly turns away. In his heart a dark-brown pain. For the day that will never. never come When the possible shall reign! The way to be a poetess is to weara Passion gown: Or if an artist you must be, let your hair grow long a-down: Wear a collar high and a flowing tie And a wise. wise look ln your weather eye, And speak of Technique and the pea-green sky And use a lorgnette when your friends pass by! Speak in audible tones of clolsonne' And rugs on which the heathens pray, Of arts and crafts, upstarts and grafts And you'll be an artist In the modern way.

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TI-IE CA 5 TLE or VAQNQI LRAS I N P R Q V E N C E DURR FRIEDLEY 1 QJW4' WARRANT if you had been in Provence that spring morn- ing you would have deemed it a most lovely place, and one good to live in forever and ever. For the hathorne was blown, and the orchards were in blossom, and in all of the earth, even in sunny Spain, there is no place where the W' sprin air is softer or the fields more fair than in Provence. The land rejoiced and the people thereof, for now was come the season when the lords and the minstrels might wander withersoever they pleased, and when the poor man agai11 could go into the fields, and toil in the summer winds, and eiarn store for winter, and altogether that country seemed a very pleasant place to be awe in. The round, pointed towers of the fortress of the Marquis of Va ueiras showed twinkling grey in among the green, green- hills, and the little white road wound round 4'7-5 2 f' 052: 7w 'DVM' 5' '? v so cc ,,Vv br I . 39,33 ,. , O 1,- 6 - P A soo . me 0 Zggg' ,' X ego eo L Q -i 0er-90