Branksome Hall - Slogan Yearbook (Toronto, Ontario Canada)

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The Branksome Slogan 21 SUMMER EVENING The golden clouds of glory are light- ing up the west, The sleepy birds chirp drowsily as the sun sinks to rest. The calm is broken only by the cry of whip-poor-will, It ceases too; and silence reigns — the world is still. The silver waters sparkle ' neath the rays of the bright moon, The breeze sings ' mongst the pine trees a lulling restful tune. The deer with timid footsteps comes down to the spring to drink, It bends its graceful head, and then it pauses on the brink. For hark ! the rushes swish as the boat glides swiftly by, The deer is turned to marble, outlined against the sky — Only a moment — then it turns and vanishes from sight. But fills the men in that canoe with wonder and delight. The waters lapped against its sides as it went on its way To the firefly-lighted dimness of that shadow haunted bay: And though since then the years have passed and swiftly taken flight. None there can e ' er forget the silent beauty of that night. MARY HARRISON (Clan Ross). SUNRISE I woke, and saw the rosy dawn. Dew sprinkled lightly on the lawn, A mist ascending from the earth, Beyond the land, a blue-grey firth, Above the firth, a haze was spun A cobweb, glistening in the sun. JEAN ROBERTSON (Clan Campbell). AT THE BEACH Down at the beach the wind is high, The waves in billows rise; The sabled clouds blow o ' er the sky. The day draws to its close. How weird the sound of sea-birds ' scream, Foreboding rain that soon will teem! KAY SHIRRIFF (Clan Douglas).

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20 The Branksome Slogan MY MUTT 1. Clumsy old dog — You scramble and rush from room to hall In ebullient search for bone or ball, And the subsequent smash most emphatically states, You have wrecked the table and smashed the plates. 2. Silly old dog— You roll your eyes and you raise a paw, You lie on your back and pretend to snore; And when you ' re scolded or in a fix, You straighten matters by doing tricks. 3. Naughty old dog — You haven ' t been home at all to-day. And now you fawn, as well you may. You drag your tail and you whine like a pup, ' Till I haven ' t the heart to chain you up. 4. Clever old dog — When I say walk , you dance to the door, And scratch like mad with an eager paw. You fetch my hat and your collar too. They call dogs dumb, — well, they don ' t know you! 5. Dear old dog — You squeeze up tight, and you lick my nose. You laugh and you fuss — some folk suppose Dogs have no souls — but in your eyes, There ' s a shining soul of tre- mendous size. KATHERINE CANNON (Clan Ross).

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22 The Branksome Slogan THE LADY OF THE WOODS I met Beauty in the woods, Beauty, young and freshly clad. Reigning on her sunny throne. Flashing smiles both gay and glad. Round her silken locks, a crown, Worked by tiny Elfin hands. Daisies, trilliums, buttercups — Fairest flowers from many lands. Hanging from her slender neck, Bronze necklace, sweet to see — Nymphs had threaded tiny nuts, Gathered from the hazel tree. Garbed was she in lacey robes, Scented bracken, dainty fern, Circled by a wild-rose sash, Changing shades at every turn. Fleecy shawl of softest silk. Woven by a spider there. Hung below her dimpled knees. And her tiny feet were bare. In her hands she held an urn, Made by fairies, wrought of clay — From it gushed a silver stream, Singing as it ran away. All around, the grass was green. All about, fair blossoms sprang: Through the air one heard sweet chimes, As the dainty blue-bells rang. Then she smiled, she slowly turned: (Flowers pealed a joyful march) Glided softly through the trees. As they bowed to form an arch. KATHERINE CANNON (Clan Ross). DAWN Now the rosy dawn breaks through. Covering heaven and earth with glory, Reflecting from the morning dew, Glints which tell a wondrous story. Of a golden couch on high. Drawn by glossy-coated steed, Flashing o ' er the sun-lit sky, Glancing over dewy mead. Romping through the glorious morn- ing, Playing o ' er a sun-kissed field. Till the night god ' s solemn warning, Bids the brilliant sun god yield. MILLICENT RAYMOND (Clan Campbell).