Cedar Grove Academy - Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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Senior Class President and winner of the Christian Doetrine Mecial in the Class of '26 CLARE O'HARE Commencement Vision JUNE 15, 1926 White waves of tulle and souls as White And misty wreaths of floating laces, And notes of songs and gleams of light And tender blooms of flowerflike faces, And brave prophetic thoughts and dreams And hopes of grand and high endeavor, And glow of golden faith that seems To light the future's way forever. Oh, the dust is on the highway and the din is in the town, But I know a little byway on a purple hill and brown A singing sunftrail lifting and curving to the sky, You will hear soft leaffhail drifting as you go rambling by, And you will laugh at sorrow and grasp the joy that teems And come again tomorrow to that little trail of dreams. l65l

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