Connecticut College - Koine Yearbook (New London, CT)

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f F-O-R-E-W-O-R-D FEarewell To Youth Agamemnon sleeps av last in Argos, Be still, nightingales. No king Will marshal the long ships now By the sand-beaches. Why do you sing? Achilles is fleet of foot no longer. Heetor is the dust of a moth's wing, And the great shield is tarnished. Argive and nightingales, why do you sing? It is over, Agamemnon, Agamem- non, The lliad of our youth and our spring. Oh, why do men love like heroes! And nightingales! why do you sing? Humbert Wolfe.

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b D-E-D-I-C-A-T-1-O-N To PresipENT KATHARINE BLUNT Because she is an executive of wisdom and capability, a be- liever in progress, because she is a woman of understanding and magnanimous spirit, of ideals that are Classic in lofti- ness and simplicity, we, the Class of 1931, with admiration and appreciation, dedicate this book.