Allegheny College - Kaldron Yearbook (Meadville, PA)

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Cussewago What I loved best was early May And the bliss of an ungrudged holiday, Speak not of lllOl20l'S, a canoe, Spring niorningls Cllillllll, I'll take, and you. The n1ill1-un lll98l'S The rivulet That winds away to another world In a vale between the hills encurled. N0 class bell Calls, no quizzes fret. Ah, who has known will not forget That trail of trails where blithefully The waters dance as Pan has played So well to the heart of many a maid That she has kinder been than she In other moineuts meant to be. lVe,ll not forget! Wlhen I get my mind Away from some livelihood's hard grind, And Springtime mornings first are fine, l ll come again in the land of dream To float with you o11 that well-loved stream To float with you, old Friend of mine.

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The Cavrzpzas--Morning lt is u new place, A new white place of foliage Where white branelxes reach into grey skies 111 lucy Confusion. When we walk beneath them NVe are in il great, still conservatory Walking beneath curious, white plants Bending down to touch us. We brush against white hedges Bearing 'f1 lll1U like rottong Yet snow sifts down from them. Here is 21 rustic bridge and there, a bowlder It must be :in old place! The campus is El jungle white YVhere branches intertwine. Luxurinnt growth on left and 1-ightg lVl1ite maze ol' twig and vine. The jungle is :1 silent place WVIIBPU breaking trees bend lowg And seeds that fall through jungle lace Sift to the earth like snow. The sky has dropped its burden Upon ragged pines Standing submissive Beneath the white weight of it. The sun plays upon the scene In dazzling joy.