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

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THE BURTONIAN PHI: BITTER BIT B11 Orrm Beattle 33 My mother oft looks up 1n woe And CFIQS You are not fit to go Your coat needs brushing and your han' Stands up as though you d seen a bear And thexes some grease upon you1 hat You sulely can t go out hke that She frets and stevss about the dxrt That often settles on my shxrt Oh dear she Slghs you look a wreck If It vsasnt for me you d break your neck You cannot go and that IS fiat If you are gomg out l1ke that , , f 1 I , . But lf she could only see me now, Wlth streaks of sweat upon my brow, Lymg flat upon my back Thmking that my head will crack On a poemg and to my sorrow, 4 It s due 1n Enghsh class tomorrow WHEN MY FRIEND FORGETS ME By Laura Nlchols 33 When my dearest frlend forgets me And my work IS gomg vsrong When I m full of such regrets I Havent txme to hum a song When young love has turned to ashes And young hopes are laxd aslde The only thlng thats left me Is a dreary sort of prlde Oh' I ll smxle and show my Splflt What 1f sm1les do hurt my soul? I wont confess I fear xt Never say I ve mxssed my goal' For xf I Smlle and bear xt There s no trouble that can stay Theres no fear or doubt or worry That I cannot drxve away

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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 , . , . , . , , ,

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THE BUPTONI KN STRAN G If. By Rlchard Cunnlngham 33 I walked down the well lbeaten pathway Where olften had I walked before And I walked back the well beaten p zthway Then the lmoon came out of the darkness And I saw her standmg there Dressed ln the finest of satln Crowned wlth long tresses of halr I dared not approach I stood sllent Then qulckly myself trxed to shroud But she saw me and moved qulckly toward me As the moon passed under a cloud And I walked back the well beaten pathway Where often had I walked before But I took up Just half of the pathw xy LAST NIGHT By Everltt Sheldon Last nlght I went out ln the moonll ht Wlth Sprlnv I walked hand ln h lnd She smxled at me softly and sweetly Her beauty shone o er all the land A soft warm wmd stlrred ln the tree tops The moon was hung lovely on hl h The peepers made mus1cal welcome And brxght stars enhanced the 1 ch sl y She showed me a beautxful lake shore The httle waves dancmg ID measure Most exqulsxte beautxes she showed me I drank from her clear cup of pleasure O Sprmg I spoke out then I loxe you Your beautxes your charms everywhere Yet I knew IH my heart I was lonely For someone-for you were not there 1 e 1 ln I 1 1 ' v C v , I 1 X I , .v . , . . - , I . 1 - Q ' , .12 ' ' 'n- - . D , 5 . . ' l v ' v -0, . D 1 v 'lr' I . - l v l n ' vr u , . v 1 1 1 , . . . v