Berea High School - Prima Luce Yearbook (Berea, NC)

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PR.IMA LUCE Mr. Williford And nature swears, the lovely dears Her noblest work she classes ; Her ’prentice hand she tried on man, And then she made the lasses. Mr. Morris I am convinced a woman can Love this, or that, or any other man ; This day she’s melting hot, To-morrow swears she knows you not ; If she but a new object find, Then straight she’s of another mind. Mr. Currin Honored be woman ! she beams on the sight, Graceful and fair, like a being of light, Scatters around her, wherever she strays, Roses of bliss on our thorn-covered ways — Roses of paradise fresh from above, To be gathered and twined in a garland of love. Mr. Williford There are girls you can’t tempt with a title or gold Mr. O’Brian There may be — but I have never seen one. Mr. Williford Some much prefer love in a cottage I’m told. Mr. O’Brian If you believe that, you’re a green one. They’ll stick to their lover as long as he has cash, When its gone they’ll look out for another wealthier mash. A girl on the gush talks unpractical trash, When it comes to the point she’s a keen one. Mr. Currtn I believe that more women than men go to heaven. Mr. Morris You do? What makes you think so? Mr. Currin Women live better than men.

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1 But Heaven, that brings out good from evil, And loves to disappoint the Devil, Had predetermined to restore Twofold for all he had before — His servants, horses, oxen, cows. — Short-sighted Devil, not to take his spouse. Mr. Williford But know, my fair (to whom belong The poet and his artless song), When female cheeks refuse to glow, Farewell to virtue here below. Our sex is lost to every rule, Our sole distinction, knave or fool. ’Tis to your innocence we run ; Save us, ye fair, or we’re undone ; Maintain your modesty and station, So women shall preserve the nation. O woman ! lovely woman ! nature made thee To temper man ; we had been brutes without you. Angels are painted fair, to look like you : There s in you all that we believe of heaven ; Amazing brightness, purity, and truth, Eternal joy and everlasting love. Mr. Morris I have an at tide heie on How to Manage a Wife’,” remarked a man, as he approached to the editor’s desk. “You are unmarried, I believe,” replied the editor. “Yes; why?” “Nothing. I just thought so.” Mr. Currin Jack and John were walking out one afternoon, John says, “My wife and I are one ; Yet faith, I know not why, sir !” Jack replied, “You and your wife are ten, if I speak true; She’s one, and you’re a cipher.” Mr. O’Brian Nature, impartial in her ends, When she made man the strongest In justice then to make amends, Made woman’s tongue the longest. [ Page 45 ] ;

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Me. Morris I grant it, but there’s one thing that leads me to think that there are very few women on the other side. } What is that? Mr. Currin Mr. Morris It is spoken of as the silent shore. Mr. O’Brian 1 he billows on the ocean, The breeze, idly roamin’, The cloud’s uncertain motion : They are but types of woman. Mr. Williford You say, sir, once a wit allowed A woman to be like a cloud, Accept a simile as soon Between a woman and the moon ; For let mankind say what they will, The sex are heavenly bodies still. Mr. Morris A creature fond and changing, fair and vain, The creature woman rises now to reign. New beauty blooms, a beauty formed to fly ; New love begins, a love produced to die; New parts distress the troubled scene of life; The fondling mistress and the ruling wife. Mr. Currin Oh ! say not woman’s false as fair, 1 hat like the bee she ranges ; Still seeking flowers more sweet and rare As fickle fancy changes. Ah, no ! the love that first can warm Will leave her bosom never ; No second .passion e’re can charm, — She lives and loves forever. Mr. O’Brian Said Smith when some one criticized His pretty wife’s new bonnet, “She has so little in her head, She can’t bear much upon it.” [ Page 47 ]