Commerce High School - Ledger Yearbook (Portland, OR)

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Foreword HROUGH the leaves of the Ledger we laugh, and live, and remember. We want to remember everyone so far as it is possible. In order to do this, there must be a representation of each class in school. It is the purpose of this issue of The Ledger to secure a fair representation from the Freshman to theASenior, to try to acquaint ourselves with those students who are not as well known as others, and yet those, who in their quiet unobstrusive way, won a place for themselves in the hearts of those who know them. The purpose of the introductory poem to the book is to catch the spirit of the rose in an effort to compare it with life. Though tomorrow we may laugh, and live, and for- get, let us today laugh, and live, and remember.

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Rose Fragrance PART ONE When dawn the rosy fingered, high Across the azure of the sky Laid streaks of color bright and rare, Like strands of dew kissed flowers fair, To greet the coming of the morn With lovely beauty, and had torn Too soon the curtains of the night Awayg then issued forth the light And with its bright celestial gleam It sent into a glen a beam And there a lonely rose was born Upon a rosetree with no thorn, To prick the fingers of a child Who picks the rose in mercy mild. A deep red rose with petals sweet A heart of gold, but life is fleet. So like our life this rose was born And from us by dark death is torn. In dewy glen this rose bud grows- The world flies on and no one knows. PART TVVO When high the sun has climbed at noon We see our rose in fullest bloom, Its golden heart held to the skies To feel the sun, before it dies. Its perfume wafted in the air, The bee comes for its fragrance rare. The sky smiles on its heart of gold, Still waiting for the sun to hold. The sun is moving toward the west, And now our rose is at its best. A lovely, half-blown rose, Tossed by every breeze that blows, To carry far its soft scent sweet And to the world place at its feet The essence of this deep red rose Where in a lonely glen it grows. So in our lives we try to give A thing that in the world will live, So all may know what we have done Before the dark and setting sun PART THREE The sun has gone at eventide, And too our deep red rose has died. The ground is spread with petals rare, But perfume lingers in the air. And there within its heart of clay A glittering piece of gold doth lay. To show our rose does hold the sun And too a lifelong wish is won. And in the darkness of the night That bit of golden sun is bright And leads the way and seems to speak To those who for lost pleasures seek. And so today one sends a rose In symbol of a love that grows. This lovely rose has done its part Within this world of doubt and dark. So we should try to do a deed, A thing that all the world will need, So when our time to go has come Our work is great, our fame is won. By HENRY F. AKIN.