University of Texas Austin - Cactus Yearbook (Austin, TX)

JUDGE JAMES B. CLARK. Our Friend. Ah! no, he is not dead. The friend we all so love, He still is ours, — As on our way we tread, — Whether amid the flowers. Or up the rocky steep,— He looks down from above With old-time tenderness, — He who while with us here Was wont our hearts to cheer, — He would not have us weep. Nor does he love us less. But he would have us he both brave and strong. Faithful and kind. Righting the wrong. And to no noble thing in life e ' er blind:— When noiv we think of that great, generous heart. So full of love for all. With sympathy unfailing, ever new. So chivalrous and true. So ready every blessing to impart, — His ear so quick to listen to each call, — Ah! ves, ' tis now We knew the grace of heaven did there abide. The radiance of that land had touched his brow, And shone from out his eyes with steady glow,— And for him heavenly gates stand open wide. For he e ' er walked with God ivhile here below.