Buxton School - Yearbook (Williamstown, MA)

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A SONNET There is a constant withering in the heart Which saddens the mind when we are left alone For gesture, joy, we cannot hold as stone Ceasing to be remembered fall apart. When I look at you your eyes impart Stillness, golden-static music tone Which sends a tonic fluting through the bone, Yet when you cease to be it will depart. We are complexities with too much soul Marring the simple with our spider minds. We thread an aimless web without a goal Which unaware catches the fearful winds. Because I can't divine the storm above, Longing, I must return to you in love. - Xllary Laihrop lk HF lk lk lk DO not feel as though l am here tonight. Not here, now, where l will always love to be, but far off in the sky gliding across heaven with the moon. My body, although touched, feels no warmth, but only the desire to comfort the ones who so readily withdraw. The desire to express this natural tenderness that floats across the heavens with me. The tenderness that remains enclosed in tangible shape. Words which wander about changing in height and length but never in meaning. Were I to say these thoughts out loud, I would glide easily from the sky and once again feel the warmth of the hands on my back. The natural emotions of association would flow warmly through my soul and the hesitation present would cease. The moon glides further along the heaven and my words are chilled into silence. -Thelma ddelman lk Ill lk Ili if GOD AND NATURE Nature is not god For god is the soul of man Who looks upon nature. And he who perceives nature most deeply Is the artist. And it is he who is most pious. - fllaqzf Lalhrop page lhirly-one

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ASPIRATION This day engulfs the caverns of my mind To reach such heights That aspiration bends to meg A greater soul and heart for simple love, Which can unfold the miracle of lightg When first I came to tread on unknown sod The valley of my sorrow, deep pathed, Relented only then to outer joy, For when the steel of mind Can temper helpless thoughts The hour's light melts away to darkness. Once enchained the spirit is devoid, And human mind a counter part Is so entrenched that life becomes unreal to life. The folly of this irony of mind, Came so close, I trembled, For waking from this sleepless dream, The cold now a stranger gone, Contents my soul in revelation of the clay, And aspiration bends again to me. f Alziron IJEJJIIM FF if Pk Pk Pk WHERE SEA FADES YVhere sea fades to sky and sky to sea There may I find eternal clarity And only there: but you must come with me. Where time finds its own incessant rhyme There shall I discover my nativity And only thereg but you must come with me. Where love is always and only love There shall it find no enemy And only thereg but you must come with me. Ah! but I see that I must go alone. - llary Lalhrop page llzirly-Iwo