Castleton State College - Castletone Yearbook (Castleton, VT)

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OF YOUTH AND AGE At dawn, Youth climbed the Eastern Cliff, Striding straight and strong To its top. There with head held high And arms flung outward, He prayed to his God For Conquest! And I painted his body against the morning sky. At dusk Age climbed the Western Cliff, Toiling, bent and weary, To its top. There with bowed head And folded hands, He prayed to his God For Peace! And I etched his figure against the evening sky. —Irene McClary, ' 36. MODERN JASON The fields ' foreshortened oblongs tip Beneath the swiftly scaling ship Careening through the pathless sky As straight as any crow can fly. The plane in undeflected flight Pursues its way both day and night. It sails through leagues of changeless blue While clouds obscure the downward view. Will Jason land on starry shore And bring such prize as Argo bore? At least we know that hearts have bled To find the path the comets tread. —Minnie Herrick Harwood. sixty-eight

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LITERARY ANTHOLOGY

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UNCONQUERED Oh, to stand upon a mountain top alone Where my inner self and I can meet as one; To stand there face upraised, feeling, knowing All the wonder of rain and wind and sun Upon myself. To forget the world of sneers and pretense—all, To be myself floating free—free To stretch my arms above my head into space And with everything and nothing feel despair and ecstasy Within myself. —Ellen Stearns, ’38 BELIEF What becomes of shooting stars When they’ve left the sky? Do they fall upon the earth, A molten mass, to die ? Perhaps they do,—but I believe They have a place to fill; For I found one once upon my lawn— A golden daffodil! —Francis Coolidge, ’28 FROST BITTEN LEAF A frost bitten leaf Floated down a crystal brook. Little it really knew The dangerous path it took. The stream of life Goes on—where,—who can tell ? But still it flows—on and on— Bearing a leaf that fell. —Edyth Bell, ' 36 sixty-nine