University of Mississippi - Ole Miss Yearbook (Oxford, MS)

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Mississippi. I love thy Ilower-spangled sod, A paradise given by thy God, M'here the jastnines sway and nod, Mississippi. I love the sun of thy indolent day,- The land of the lilies' spray, The sweet place Of the month of May, Mississippi. 1 love thy carolling mocking-bird, Sweetest Warbler ever heard, Intinite music without at word, Mississippi. Uh. dear State 01' cotton and pine. Oh. haven Of earth. thou art mine. Yet this doting heart is ever thine. Mississippi. Qfgfv QQ! . -,fjv--e ' fl PROFESSOR OF Luv TO MR. H.: What is an heirloom? MR. H.: A spinning-w11eel. P. OF L.: Probably so. but not all heirlooms are spinning- wheels. MR. H.: Oh, no. sir: some are not run by air at all,-those at Lowell are run by steam. 6

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f -s 1 r, ,L iz i f .. ' -' ' 4'1 . - ,fi Boat Song. 'vug , qt - - sqm ff1v,,g ,, 3 4 - . ggi: -A I lui ,-,T f 5 1 -A ,,K:.,, .K 8, V, A my P. 1 f ' --,J 551, Lmttliii if ' :ip ' ','i,ii1 'x lkk .if I x Q ,, . iff .QLQSS .' ' i. HE srxos. - .. g hh g- - .I I ,jx ' Llxfe Tang, Gone is the day, N rf- xqlfgf X7 5 - T , 1- -, fri ' - we Gone far away, 1 A ' 2-K 7-55 J . io ,, fs , Xvlth sun-bars sl1ot around 3 ffggt, , ,f ,gifs .- 1 V K , Xe. -Y And night is here, -,gi g -y ' g Her eyelids fair ,f f XVith silver weighted down. 'iff 'V K A . . . hill Stars are smiling, -f-jg-,g?xE5fji -if 34: - ' ' ff gs wr Moonbeams gliding --2-Q, ,-y-of jc -.- - Kiss the sea. 'r' XT Oars are waiting, Undulating, Come with me. Touch one true string Of thy lute, sing To me of thy dear love XVhile the vaulted Heavens, halted, Listen from the course above. 4 J' HE SINGS. Rouse, rouse old earth ! Throw off the girth if v:-fx veg-s-! 1 1 - 'Q snr: slxcas. Now is the night air sighing low Full summer-scented , swaying slow Moves our boat smooth o'er the waves TVhere deep the torchlights find their graves Oh, harken, love, bend close thine ear, Lest some belated bird should hear The burthen of my song to thee And bear it far out o'er the lea, And sing. 'T would all the moonlit green YVith my heart's blood incarnadine 5 - Bend closer, closer, hear me woo, 'T is but one strain, I love you, 1 I love you. BOTH SING. So merrily singing, Tvith oars gently swinging, Of sleep, thy slumbers shun ! We southward will Boat, Blow out, red Mars, Blind all the stars, And call again the sun I Till, lovers' songs bushing, The morning comes blushing, And 'lumines our boat. For my signora loves me, loves me. Rock, sea, rock, rock, rock. For my signora loves me. Y.S 'T I