Sweet Briar College - Briar Patch Yearbook (Sweet Briar, VA)

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And brighter than the May with flowers new. For with the rose-color strove her hue — I know not which was fairer of the two. Pale gold was her hair, her eyes clear and true. Bonnier far than my pen can portray; And we chose her twice for our Queen of May. A good dancer, too; skilled in Cupid ' s arts. Heartless herself, she ' s a breaker of hearts. Yet, as you may know, who can Plato read. Mortals must all have their faults, so he said; Though hers are most few, and perfect her looks, Methinks she oft cares more for boys than books. Byron she prefers of the poets, I ' d say. And her heart ' s quite set on old U. V-a. And lastly myself, a Freshman you ' d guess, With long curled locks, as though laid in press; Who bore myself well, as is often the case. In hopes to stand in my crush ' s good grace; For hazing most fit, at first sight you ' d say, I was green as is the month of May. There were others of us to start that day. But they soon tired and dropped out by the way; Therefore, I ' ll not stop, so it please you well. Anything further of them for to tell. But now it is time that I should tell you Whatever we did the whole journey through. For I have told you shortly, in a clause, Th ' estate, array, number, and even the cause Wherefore was assembled this company. First, as Freshmen, unorganized were we. But singly passed through many an adventure; In the classroom sad trials we did endure; Athletics we rushed to with all our might. And worshiped our crushes with great delight.

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And on politics lecture the masses. Dark was her hair, her eyes hid by glasses. Which of dignity deepened th ' impression — A proper model of true discretion. Quite well did she sing the service divine, Entuned in an alto deep and fine. And, furthermore, she well knew how to dance. Though for such things she showed small complaisance. But rather cared for great acquaintance With learning, especially Domestic Science. I cannot remember her whole array. But ' t was, sans doute, in fashion of that day. Miss Keller next joined our gay company. And though for a time she left us to be Without her, she ' s with us again once more. She has manners precise, and airs galore; And the ways of society and its state She takes great pains to rightly imitate. And French she spoke with an accent wary, After the way of a select Seminary. She ' s always at ease and right debonaire. With plenty of sang froid and savoir faire. And hotly she loves, we judge by her hand. Where a diamond gleams, as you understand. She could sing songs, and themes could well endyte, And in Philosophy she shone most bright. She was neat and trim, of medium size. With tip-tilted nose and gray Irish eyes. Her garb was a linen suit. Feathers frail Waved on her hat, ' neath a chiffon veil. Of which she was quite proud, as is the way Of maids when they first care for raiment gay. Then Josephine, who was fairer to see Than e ' er the lily on her stalk can be.

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Anon that horrible hedge we had past — Known as Exams — into Sophomore Land. And, certes, if it weren ' t too long to hear, I ' d tell you at length what befell us there. Our numbers had dwindled away so fast That only six of us were left at last. We now paused , for a space, to organize. And m our own conceits did grow most wise. As IS the manner of all Sophomores. Quite festive we grew — gay party-goers. Athletes, heroes, and, savin ' your rev ' rence. Proud examples to all, par excellence. There it was that unto our ranks we drew. Gladly, our honorary members two. Of whom I ' ll pause to say this much at least. One was a very perfect, gentle priest; Th ' other a man of law, prudent and wise. Faithful and true to us in ev ' ry guise. As our emblem we chose mountain laurel. And vowed, by our valor, to bear it well ; On our banner we wrote m shining gold: ' Fide ei Fiducia — Faith and Courage bold. ' T was here, moreo ' er, we encountered our foes. The Freshmen impertinent ' gainst us rose. Till we felt constrained to chastise them right. I would I might tell you of that grand sight When we closed with them in combat mortal. And placed our banners on high, above all. Nor ceased from the fray till, out of pity. Others interposed to save the Freshie. But if you would further know of this deed. You may in another book it all read. Now will I cease of Soph Country to tell. And relate what in Junior State befell. 26