Glass High School - Crest Yearbook (Lynchburg, VA)

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ORPHEUS His grieving fingers softly stroking magic strings, Forlorn sits Orpheus in his solitude, and sings, And through the hills the melancholy cadence rings In songs of his Eurydice. Muted the lilting melodies he once had sung Before the joy and gladness from his soul were wrung: He now laments the days when he and love were young And sang to fair Eurydice. There is no use in prayer; well does the mourner know That naught save his own weakness wrought it so. Tears from his heart and from his harp-strings flow, Tears for his lost Eurydice. Immortal gods! How can ye to such grief be blind? Have mercy, and release him from this life. Be kind, And bring him death, that he may seek and surely find His love, his own Eurydice. —Pauta Levy, 741. (Courtesy of The Classical Outlook. Paula Levy was one of the winners in the magazine’s verse-writing contest.)

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EDICATION OR many years Mr. John Heath Lewis has been faculty adviser to the Senior Class. Under his sponsorship, the class has continually widened its vision and increased its activities. In grateful appreciation of his loyalty and devotion, we respectfully dedicate this, the twenty-seventh volume of the Critic CREsT to the teacher, the scholar, the man—Mr. John Heath Lewis.

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After three years we find that we have acquired a feeling of respect and something akin to love for these memory-filled rooms and well-trodden halls. Wherever we go, whatever we may do, we will always remember this building and the happy days we spent here. THE SCHOOL