Central High School - Almanac Yearbook (Toledo, OH)

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lust Some Rhymes, BY M. E. D. Whence. IS Q ' that sighs are waited F the gardens of the gods, Where grow the reddest roses In the land beyond the clouds, Their perfumes downward tending Are borne on seraph's wing And bear to lips of lovers The gifts the gods would sing. y EA eart, without you even life I Is rk, the day Most drearg since so Much of itself, its light, no longer linger near The spring, the birds, the trees, the flowers, The sun's warm beams? All these await but you, Dear Heart, you and And i - the dreams. Pourgnoi? UST cause 1 Tha s all there is to say, And things will ever take this turn When there's no other way. N a ng west wind a seed was borne In quiet bower, And there in the strange cold soil it lay Bereft by its truant lover. The sun-god radiant in wreaths of light, Shed beauty and warmth on the seed, When lo ! from the soil sprang a violet fair, The shy, blue-eyed maid of the mead.