Greenville High School - Tau Yearbook (Greenville, NC)

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Then for all our quick beguiling, turning sadness into smiling, By her bright antl light decorum and the wittiness she bore, Came in quickly Fannie Bet, a lady known indeed far better As the Math and Latin getter, shining in this dullard ' s corps — Tell us whence thy witty sense is, ' mongst this dull, unthrifty corps? Quoth the lady, Never more! Long 1 marvelled next to see the like of nothing seen yet, either-; ' Deed, it sure a little oddness — Httle queerness, weirdness bore; For, with manly form decreeing great respect by merely being, Roy did stand so pleased at seeing all within the chamber door. Now so pleased at seeing others glad within the chamber door, Wanting more, ah, nevermore. Then the singing, sounding queer ly on the placid night, came nearly From without, as if some housewfe ' s gentle soul it did outpour. Nothing further then was uttered ; not a hanging then was fluttered — ' Till I scarcely more than muttered, Other friends have come before; Only she has added home-hfe, tho they all have come before. Modest Bruce said, Never more. As we sat and talked together, in that bright and cheery weather — Talked and talked of things that happened in the good old days before, In walked Edward, faithful ever, drawn by bonds time could not sever. Rushed we to him, falt ' ring never— for our Latin, as of yore. Rushed for him to read our Vergil, as we did in days of yore; Wise old Edward, ever more. Here at last our gaze was lifted by a light from heaven sifted; Doubtless, said I, goodness pours itself in boundless sunny store; . Yet, they tell me beauty reaches not the mark her wisdom teaches. While the very air beseeches Eva ' s fame to carry o ' er; For the accents of her praise do widely, broadly, greatly o ' er, As equaled never more. But the next the night enlight ' ning, all our bonds much stronger tight ' ning. Came Miss Lena Dey, a lady well-acknowledged o ' er and o ' er As — now, ' 20, cease thy bragging— candy cook the most unlagging. Ever surely ever bagging hearts by means of candy store. By her sweets, her sweets quite charming, grudging none her bounteous store. Cheerful giver, ever more. Then we sat engaged in guessing, each his hope so fond expressing; How we only wished that Lillian would come in the chamber door! And our wish was quickly granted; someone gladly, madly chanted That the earnest— here, she panted— lady came the threshold o ' er, And that Lillian merely wanted, after coming threshold o ' er, French to hear, oh, never more!

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THE SENIORS Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. Tis some visitor, ' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more. ' And the first upon my threshold, first tho she was n ' er o ' er IdoIcI, With all happy, pleasant mem ' ries was most meetly Ruth of old. Eagerly I searched her visage ; — vainly I had sought to presage How Ruth ' s looks proclaimed their message — message of a happy soul — Of a rare and radiant pleasure with which each sunrise fills the soul — Happy, Ruth, forevermore. Then the next to make appearance, walking like some maid of romance. Thrilled me — filled me with bright thoughts of olden times and days of yore. Friends! now ' Gin, to calm the beating of our hearts, did stand repeating, With her brightness, quite entreating entrance at the chamber door — Her brightness quite entreating entrance at the chamber door; Just Virginia, nothing more. Next into the room advancing, such a vision quite entrancing, Softly came in Gladys, always quietly as in the life of yore; And her silence was unbroken, tho her eyes did give a token That the very mind unspoken was so full of all good lore; This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the whispered word, Good lore ■ Merely this and nothing more. Then into our midst descending, with a dignity unending, Was another lady, standing with her blushes me before, Helen, said I, thou art pleasing, with thy loyalty appeasing All our hearts, and always seizing them their darkness to explore — Stopping never, ever glad for friendship darkness to explore — Fearing Math and nothing more. Hereon soft I heard the trilling, as of air with music filling; In there stepped a noble maiden of the happy days of yore. Not a small commotion made she ; not a minute stopped or stayed she ; Bess, when first the thing essayed she, walked right in the chamber door — Walked right in among her comrades just within the chamber door — Walked, and laughed and nothing more.

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Then, methought, I heard a batter, making quite unusual clatter, As of someone swiftly thumping basket-ball upon the floor. Why, I cried, ' tis Em ' ly truly, Em ' ly by that clatter duly .... Tell me, tell me, maiden, truly, e ' er you pass the open door. When, oh, when missed you the tip-off, out upon the warehouse floor? Quoth Miss Em ' ly, Never more! Now into the chamber dancing, breezed a slight young lady, prancing Quite as tho her head contained not knowledge by the yard and store. And she kept her thoughts unspoken, by her silence gave no token; For her calmness was unbroken, as bright Hennie passed the door. By the sighing caused from envy of her briUiancy ' s store. Merely this and nothing more. And the maiden next appearing, quick the glad assembly nearing. Was the lovely Mary Perkins, smiUng as before. As she came, to show the swaying of our hearts, I stood still, saying, She ' s an angel true allaying fears within our natures sore — A bright angel true allaying fears within our natures sore — Surely this forever more. Ah, distinctly we were hearing how our Annie Bet was nearing, And approached with flying footsteps soon the open chamber door. Eagerly we sought suspicion — what was Annie Bet ' s condition — Whether she di d yet petition knowledge in the way of yore — Knowledge sure, and searching knowledge, which she sought in days of yore- Knowledge sweet and nothing more. And the last to enter to us, one who gladly, sweetly knew us. Burning friendship with her goodness deep into our bosom ' s core. Was the Linda ever glowing with a beauty ever blowing And a friendship always sowing kindness world-wide regions o ' er; Yes, a friendship ever sowing kindness world-wide regions o ' er, Kindly, Linda, ever more. Thus we gathered in the night-time, saying it was just the right time For renewing pledges made so often in the days of yore ; Long and late we sat repeating, always, surely, time defeating; Yet, that very time entreating for a httle moment more, To renew unbroken friendship pledged thus in the days of yore. Friendship broken, never more!