Ben Blewett High School - Brochure Yearbook (St Louis, MO)

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'at mraj, Else I should know I do trow By what name you are called My name sald the other IS as good as another For W1ll Scarlet I am called What do I hear? Not for many a year Has the l1ke been heard by me' For you W1ll Scarlet whom I called varlet Is my cousln as true as can be So let s make amends and both be frxends And llve ln the great green wood You can I know to the forest go And l1ve wlth Robm Hood The story IS done but W1ll s fun IS begun Under the greenwood tree For Wxth Robln Hood hell l1ve ln the wood As happy as can be Wllham Atklns Elghth Grade lht XllLlQl0XX t 1 ef A F,- 1 1 V Q - ' I . , . Al SU ' Ki' V Y ' ' nv .. 1 V AA 9 ' 7 Y . , . . . ,, . . , . 9 I x 1 ' ' A I OU sit and watch the afterglow, eff' pt 7' I K iff ' ' . . - . , . I l - . ., I 'Y And see the pleasant streamlet How Oer smooth whlte stones and Craggy Whereon the green frog hghtly jumps The breezes hghtly fan your cheek As far off cloudlets seem to speak In a language all unknown to you The tale of the purple gold and blue Some say two ma1ds 1n a far off land Dance IU the twlhght on golden sand Wavmg a scarf o er the sun to and fro And that rs what makes the afterglow There are many legends and old tales Of the way o er the clouds the color salls But the best lb the one that you thmk true For the afterglow IQ there for you Eleanor Bradbury l stumps Nlnth Grade

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O ry- l gmf Jmuretat ,ERIE xml ull X1 311 ALES are told of robbers bold And tales of the great greenwood There s none I shun and I bar none But noblest of all 15 Robm Hood As Robln Hood went through the wood Upon a summer day He met a lad ln scarlet clad Whlstllng a roundelay And up spake Robm Hood Ho thou varlet clad 1n scarlet Why wh1stle thou ln my Wood? Wlth a look so mlld the stranver smlled And sald to ROb1H Hood There 15 no man can put a ban Cn my whxstlmg rn any Wood hast As he heard the last l'e stood a For thrash hlm he thought he could It s to your shame that you know not my name For I am bold Robln Hood The stranger frowned Thou scurvy hound Ill drub thy sk1n thrs day Robm glared and looked at the lad You can t say that and get away For Ill fight wlth all my mlght And break thy Fllmsy start But he looked so m11d and only smlled That Rcbm gave a reat laubh Come fall to or be off wlth you He took the staff off h1s back And was turmng around when he was knocked down Oh dear you ve broken my back' And hxs laugh gave place to a rueful face As he sat on the soft green sward What ms thy name? For I am to blame For not lettmg you speak a word I I ,. I Nc Q-. :tw lntrxi v'- WI' liol ' loc il ul Vll fcz 'lcl Frei Flex- K , .'--fA-I -4 1 . ' . Q I Robin stopped, the stranger looked, , ' A . g . y , . . ' yy , . g U .

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EA PRIL S smlles and Apr1ls tears F' 1 mg mamma DEFRA -Xlllll Remam wrth us through all the years Gurglmg brooklets laugh for Joy At Apr1l wlth her sm1le so coy Sl'l1lTlITl6I'1I'1g gleamlng green gold trees Tall grass sway1ng xn the breeze Sm1l1ng flowers are gazing through Aprxl s laughlng laughmg dew Shy vlolets dark as nlght Catch at a beam of stray sunhght A gay old sun comes troopmg out Ghstenmg the drops on the water spout Trallmg arbutus fa1ry wh1te Peep from a bed of leaves at the llght Glancxng through a gllmmermg v1ne Whrle throu h the grass they gracefully twme Inhab1t every woodland larr Flowers gazlng at the sky Wonder why the people try To hurry laughmg Aprll by Dancmg wmd whxsthng through the trees All ablowlng m the breeze Ah what season can compare W1th thrs so whlmslcally fa1r W1th Aprxl lovely laughmg thmg W1th Aprll 1n the spr1ng9 Rosemary Gavm Nmth Grade lht I ag L HE blrd of our country great and strong The The The The The The eagle bxrd of our emblem that stands agamst wrong eagle blrd of our people born free and brave b1rd of our banner that forever shall wave eagle Oscar Kahan N1nth Grade x. fn .eff ' , ' ' ' . , . 7 . . . . g . . Fairy sprites and nymphs so fair . ' Y f 1 1 X Ll 1 X K . 1 , Q . sy . I Jfcgjlx? . . . . Y