West Virginia Wesleyan College - Murmurmontis Yearbook (Buckhannon, WV)

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. . , there IS time there. (Have we not heard strange time, dark time, strange tragic time there? Have we not heard dark time, strange time, the dark, the moving tide of time as it flows down the river?) And in the night time, in the dark there, in all the sleeping silence of the earth have we not heard the river, the rich immortal river, full of its strange dark time? Full with the pulse of time it flows there, full with the pulse of all men living, sleeping, dying, waking it will flow there, full with the billion dark and socret moments of our lives it flows there. Filled with all the hope, the modness and the passion of our youth it flows there, in the daytime, in the dark, drinking with ceaseless glut the land, mining into its tides the earth as it mines the hours and moments of our life into its tides, moving against the sides of ships, foaming about piled crustings of old wharves, sliding like time and silence by the vast cliff of the city, girdling the stony isle of life with moving waters — thick with the wastes of earth, dark with our stains, and heavied with our dumpings, rich, rank, beautiful, and unending as all life, all living, as it flows by us, by us, by us, to the sea! From OF TIME AND THE RIVER, by Thomas Wolfe. Re- printed by permission of Charles Scribner ' s Sons, publishers.

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4lm€i TfCaten. (Tune — Sextet from Lucia) (1) (3) A(ma Moter of the Mountains West Virginia Wesleyan At thy magic mystic fountains Noblest dream of life began. We, thy children, now adore thee; We, thy children, bow before thee; And pledge God, who watches o ' er thee. Thou shall fill the ample measure of his plan. Alma Mater of the Highlands Guardian of romantic years Thou dost bring us to the skylands With thy faith dispel our fears. Give us friendship waning never And a call to the high endeavor And championship forever, with the God who guides the course of the spheres. (2) (4) Alma Moter, Queen of Learning, Of the Orange and the Black, At thy call to wisdom turning Naught of worth thy sons shall lack For the teaching of thy sages With the writ of sacred pages Will transmit the wealth of ages Down the future ' s ever wider, brighter track. Alma Mater of the Mountains West Virginia Wesleyan At thy magic mystic fountains Noblest dream of life began. We, thy children now adore thee; We, thy children, bow before thee; And pledge God, who watches o ' er thee Thou shall fill the ample measure of his plan. -WALLACE B FLEMING.

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The 1948 Murmurmontis WEST VIRGINIA WESLEYAN COLLEGE BUCKHANNON, WEST VIRGINIA THOMAS B. CROSSAN, JR Editor-in-Chief ia.jvr