St Elizabeth High School - Elizabethan Yearbook (Oakland, CA)

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BETHAN NlNETEE Autumn Trees Tall, graceful forms against a glowing sky, All gently swaying in the wind's embrace, I envy you your calm repose and sigh: What human creature has your peaceful grace? Though nights grow long and frost is in the air, And chill winds sweep your golden leaves away, Bravely you stand like Sentinels and dare The wintry winds and hail to have their day. Far better than we mortals do, you know That spring will come again from out of the snow. Arthur Fisher '32, Spring ls Here Green, rolling, velvet textured hills, Fresh, fragrant blossom trees, Sweet flow'rs of rainbow tinted hues, Swayed gently by the breeze. A feeling of happiness and bliss, 'lvlidst all this summ'ry cheer, ls certainly a sure enough sign That glorious spring is here! luanita Kinney '3O. 122.-. N- THIR

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ELIZABETHAN NINETEEN-THIRTY The Elegy in a Country Church Yard C-RAY'S ELEGY is one of the finest and, at the same time, one of the most widely read of English poems. This is true partly because of the singular sim- plicity of its language and subject matter, and partly because of the regular rhythm of its lines. By musing over its verses, we can get, at a first reading, much of the depth of emotion, and beauty of expression with which the little gem is so lavishly strewn. We hear the familiar sound of the curfew reminding us that another day is being borne to its grave. We see the lowing herd winding toward the lea and the plow-man plodding his weary way home- ward. We may listen to the droning flight of the beetle or to the drowsy tinklings from a distant fold, and again to the moping owl in an ivy-mantled tower. We may sit in the shade of the yew-tree and meditate on the sweet rest our forefathers enjoy who Each in his narrow cell forever laid, need now toil no longer and worry no more. We can realize the fleetness of things of time and be glad that our loved ones have found the peace, quiet and rest which we, too, hope to enjoy some day. Familiar pictures and homley scenes like the above, so beautiful in their simplicity, are brought before us in the simplest language and yet with such a fine classical finish that it is not surprising the poem has become a favorite with all classes. Another element which has made the Elegy popular is the depth and the sincerity of the emotion with which it imbues thoughts, sentiments, and reflections that are common to the whole of mankind. The pictures chosen are tinged with a gentle melancholy which awakens a response in every human heart. They serve as a suitable background for the play of human emotions. A wonderful unity of feeling pervades the whole poem of which the keynote is struck in the opening lines, 'LThe curfew tolls the knell of parting day. The curfew bell here described as the knell of parting day may bring back sad recollections. ln many a mind its sweet and melancholy sound mingle, unconsciously with the mournful tolls of a distant funeral bell which accom- panied a dear one to his last rest. To all, the knell may be a soft reminder of the swiftness of time and the approaching of the inevitable hour which ends the day of life. The sight of the yew-tree spreading its cool shade over the graves of the dead is apt to awaken similar emotions in the depth of the human soul. The brave toilers of the earth now resting in their graves stir the reader's heart with compassion, for at least some of them might have been great had opportunity been theirs, and good fortune smiled upon them. Still, had knowledge unrolled her ample page before their eyes, had wealth .-23-