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

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Snowflakes -, Down, down, the snowflakes come, Silently one by one, Drifting to us nearer, nearer ; First a speck, then getting clearer, Then in forms so light. They fall into earth ' s arms so white And are lost forever more. Thus it is our lives are done, Silently one by one ; They drift onward, near, quite near, To eternity ' s sea so drear, And with a sigh, a farewell motion, Roll into that dark ocean Which we call death. As the snowflakes drop with lightness Into a streamlet, with all its brightness, Just so our friends will leave us — ' Those we love and those who love us ; Seeing their journey on earth completed, The} ' silently slip away. May our lives be a garland pure, That our home in heaven be sure. In the weaving of our garlands, May many real buds be entwined, Which, after we leave earth no more to roam, Wil l bloom forever in our heavenly home. Louise Wright.

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Life and Love Though this life were but a vapor, Though some say ' tis but a dream, ' Tis best that we ' d remember Thiugs are never what they seem. Now will you calmly listen, While I tell in words of woe, That I love you even more Than I did long years ago. Tell me not that I am fickle ; Tell me not that I ' m untrue ; For these words fall like arrows, Piercing my heart through and through. Hark ! What words are those you utter? Do vou mean them, one and all ? Do not cause my hopes to rise thus, Then so suddenly to fall. O why must words be spoken. That have me to believe That you were true and I was false, I, the one, who did deceive? Did you say that you still loved me, That your heart remained so true, That though I had broken promise You love me now as I do you ? Then will life not be a struggle, And a year will seem a day, For I ' ll love you all the better After having strayed away.

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The Modern Matrimonial Mart -G c Love i. When all the world was very young, And all the stars of morning sung, For every joy of love, that hung In Heaven above, Then lads and lassies loved right well. And had no other tale to tell, Then love began with a little 1 ; That was love. II. And when the world was sad and sear, When rniud became the heart ' s compeer, And peopled all this hollow sphere And skies above With little gods, as poets tell, Who cast the dust or wove a spell, Then love began with a capital L ; That was love. III. And now the world is half decay ' d, And hearts and minds are things of trade, And girls, when marriages are made, Think wealth above All sense and sentiment, and sell Or buy sweet lives for gold, the spell Of love begins with a sterling £, That is love.