Duxbury High School - Partridge Yearbook (Duxbury, MA)

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And an astronomer said, Master, what of Time? And he answered: You would measure time the measureless and the immeasurable. You would adjust your conduct and even direct the course of your spirit according to hours and seasons. Of time you would make a stream upon whose bank you would sit and watch its flowing. Yet the timelessness in you is aware of life's timelessness, And knows that yesterday is but as memory and tomorrow is today's dream. And that that which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the ' J. 1 -,.u' ,. .. A4 ' t 1 L v v l,' bounds of that first moment which scattered' e- the stars into space. 1 Who among you does not feel that his power to love is boundless? And yet who does not feel that very love, though boundless. encompassed W within the center of his being, and moving te .9 5. o f not from love thought to love thought, nor ' -' from love deeds to other love deeds? And is it not time even as love is, undivided and paceless? , , - - 255,51 - . But if in your thoughtxyou must . I .L A measure time into seasons, let teaohvseasoui in encircle all theyotherseasons, 5.9.1 ig 1 And, let today embrace the pest- with 'remerhli ir. brance f x 5 ' , '? 5:?Lfqi' and the future with longing., 'T V V V ' -, fi Ti y . ' ' .V , Kahl1l'G1'bmI1s , I X NA I Y :,.Hk-lx.-..,l5.! ,l Q,,AT'.vil,o:.jK:4:-t'S . g 2 4 ,ilvi !,- I 5: Ci -',, y , .y ,. t l t if :i2f:,Q3:41iZf+ ' ' - . l -f:z'.:f-.4t:,fl','-1.-m'.f.ef.'vfvt1f:- ft:f.'.w:-..w-.1.ew,- 2. . , - ,.. Y V W I 4.

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3 . 1 V, Xi: N'- ! M 1 X f f 'lx ' . Q . -ff 9' - , ,Q J K V 'x lx' 1' I ,lf-jf I. .A I X X . A 'I , V -4 X A-'. 5 3 S' ,' 5 , . ' ' envy. 1. ., A, , is - a-w-, -v , 5 r ' W - ' - '. -- ' '- 4, , A, . Y, . : ... U. ff' I y' N,',xv '. rl ' . i M.. X r .bn l. I ' xt '- ' .I .5 P - - Q LN x 1, D . P p S , ' I x ', 'NN I I 'aim .,'l NX' ' X. .N , Reveal yourself, all-powerful phantom. Beware, I am Time. David Barlow The bell rang. The keepers went Mechanically from door to door. They opened our cages. At a signal From the leader They encircled us. Eat, they said, as They pushed it towards us. Food for thought. We are not hungry. Stop! , we cried. But they would not Hear us. Trish Mastendino

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In Memoriam Leslie Allen Borgatti Iuly 18, 1956 - December, 1972 Life: Time . . . or . . . Love and Beautyg decay, death. aging - all results of Time or is Time merely their measure? is cheating Time of these actions a crime or a misunderstood pleasure? David Wooster