Harpeth Hall School - Milestones Iris Yearbook (Nashville, TN)

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THE RETURN J He returns at noon no longer neat, With no shoes nor socks on his sun-burned feet, His waist is stained with strawberry gore, And the jacket is torn which he throws to the floor. His sword is broken up to the hilt ; His sling is lost, his pebbles spilt. His foe was a turkey, his spoil a feather. Which he stuck in his hat, then lost both together. I said, Your Sunday clothes I must mend, For brother has no clothes to lend. You must go to bed till you ' ve clothes to wear. He merely answered, And do I care? — Garnet Noel.

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The fair October sun has set, And the clouds of purple grays, All mixed with scarlet, blue and gold, Lie heaped in a fading maze. A while the dim and twilight world Seems lost in a golden haze. Twilight But the bright red clouds are changing fast, And the blue has turned to gray ; While the mist of soft and yellow gold Is faded in the dusk away ; For high in the clouds hangs the Evening Star To tell of the death of day. The clucking fowls and turkey of bronze Have wandered off in search Of a pleasant spot to spend the night, Then flown to their lofty perch, Where the yellow leaves of a maple tree Twine in with the red of a birch. The fire-flies leave the dewy grass, The moon comes o ' er the hill ; The Katydids and locusts sing, The sleeping flowers alone are still ; And hearts praise God for all fair things Created by His will ! Garnet Noel.