Burr and Burton Academy - Burtonian Yearbook (Manchester, VT)

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THE BURTONIAN WEIGHED AND FOUND WANTING By Barbara H Binkerd 32 I told you that I loved you That you were more 'beautiful than lbeauty s self I looked into your llmpxd eyes I kissed your painted mouth And I believed lt Then you sent me to the country To fetch you some new toy And now I ll never love again For I have found a newer love A greater love a truer love You are a city siren she a village maid You live in Hell she dwells in Heaven She has the mountains you the towers She owns the trees birds fields and bavbbling brooks Pure white snow and heavenly skles The yellow moon and all the twinkling stars While you have streets and mighty rivers Soot and bustle shops and theatres I must go 'back to you I know For you are clothes and cocktails You are noise and adventure Combined with exotic beauty But my heart will remain with her Who is literature and deep thought Who is a calm harbor after storms Full of love and cheer While I am young You will thrill me O City But I shall die In the arms of my beloved Vermont REMEMBERING By Beatrice Latremore 32 I cant remember serious things Like presidents and dates How many miles to Txmbuctoo And how the market rates But I rexmemlber foolish fwords That you have said to me And just how white a moon can look Albove a lilac tree The crinkled way your gay eyes laugh A funny dream all tatters- Calm and comfort of your arms Not anything that matters And shining lights along the Great White Way.

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THE BUPTONIAN FRUSPRATIONT By MarJor1e Batchelder I turn I twxst I struggle It seems It cannot be I m battered back at every tum All Nature laughs at me God knows what woes beset me curse my wretched fate I am the vlctlm of my txme For I was born too late My strength IS most exhausted My strlfe of no ava1l I d almost welcome death xtself I must be doomed to fall My features are contorted Emblttered most to tears I wrlthe In one last vam attempt THE PINNACLE QW1th Apologles to Longfellowl By Ruth Starks 33 LIVBQ of great men oft rermnd us We may yet be shmmg lamps And departmg leave behxnd us Other heads for postage stamps Other brldges oer the rivers Other arches high ln alr Other markets xn the clty Other statues m the square Other hatchets trees and storxes Bearmg morals sure to faze And the pnnnacle of glor1es Other legal holldays N ATURE'S REMEDY By Jess1e Bolster 34 I sat alone on a h111s1de Lonesome heartslck and Far from home Across on another hxll Stood a. sxngle pme Noddmg for me to come L K6 N , U L ' ' , '32 ' l 1 Y I I . , fu ' , To wiggle both my ears. , ' ' r I h Y I , . , . , . , , ,