Fryeburg Academy - Academy Bell Yearbook (Fryeburg, ME)

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MEMOIR at In the compass of a nation Which extends from sea to sea, There are many institutions Famed by men of high degree. Cf these gloried institutions Which are clothed in wondrous fame None a higher standing carries Than our old F. A. in Maine. Six-score fourteen years behind us Marks a date of great renown, As then rose that humble structure Gn the plain in Fryeburg town. In this lowly wooden building Taught that grand and noble soul, Daniel Webster, honored statesman, Who attained a lofty goal. Now behold! A large brick building Built by trained and skilful hands, VVith its pleasant shady campus In a new location stands. In the foothills of the mountains, On the broad elm arched way, Overlooking grassy meadows, You will find its site today. Thru the students' worthy efforts A HCW gym is standing near, - With a bounteous equipment, To the athletes' heart most dear. So our brave and sturdy athletes A Many contests light and win, s our shouts proclaimin vict'r g Y, Through the spacious structure ring.

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THE ACADEMY BELL Then aside from our athletics, VVe must keep our standing high. First our studies, is the motto On which, ever, we rely. And our speakers and debaters, VVith a gifted fluent tongue, Backed by wit and understanding, Hear -their praises ever rung. Here are formed some lasting friendships, Which are severed not by time, And these many happy mem'ries Help to make our lives sublime. We shall sorrow, we shall suffer, And our hopes may fall and die, ' But shall rise again thru musing Cf the happy days gone by.' Now these days are swiftly passing Thru the corridors of time, And our youth is likewise waning In life's ever upward climb. So let's rise and ight together, And our goal shall be the sky, VVork and win, shall be our motto, As we, storms of life defy. When the Latin seems perplexing, Or the figures donit compare, Don't give in, but fight a battle, Those who win are those who dare. Un the book of registration, These are names which may bring fame To this grand old institution, And the Pine Tree 'State of Maine. Time alone will tell the story, Now we each must do our best, As did those who went before us, And proved worthy of the test. Room WADSWORTH, '27