Hiram College - Spider Web Yearbook (Hiram, OH)

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With titles old or new, We know she’s staunch and true. If graceful honors she may wear, For names her children little care, Nor take offense. She sits like Nature’s queen, To rule this goodly scene; Wdiile mind with thought she fills, As pure as snow that drifts her hills In winter time. Observed on every side, Her light she may not hide, For Nature ' s laws she’s called to bound With rev’rent care, and show what’s found In every clime. Between the scoffer’s rant And bigot ' s idle cant, The line of truth is hers to scan, To show “the ways of God to man, And faith restore. Still for some good she’ll seek, In Latm and in Greek. These noble tongues she’ll not desert, Till reason strong shall her convert From classic lore. On her may fortune smile; Her name no blot defile. May long and vigorous life be hers, The fame that honest worth confers, Her rightful meed. May heaven ' s holy page, For all, in youth and age, Its richest, highest blessings bring, O’er all a crown, a glory fling, Our greatest need. 17

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No party name she wears, No factious spirit shares. For human kind she sets no bar; The sons of earth all brothers are, Though strange their hue. As washed on either side Tier country is by ocean tide, She looks for millions yet to go O’er sunny plains and hills of snow, In mingled throng. She sees a ripening field, That harvests rich will yield Of human souls, but reapers few, And trusts her sons she might imbue With purpose strong. She boasts no high-born name— Plebeian is her fame. No lordly foot-step in her halls, No courtly grace within her walls— No pride of birth. Tet elegance refined She seeks and hopes to find In daughters gentle, sons well-bred. For noble rank, she takes instead Their modest worth. New names for mater dear, As college, we shall hear. 1 hough titles such she choose to don, No airs, we think, she’s putting on; She has good sense. 16

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“SINGLES vs. DOUBLES. ft OR “ THE STUDENT AND MARRIAGES A Symposium. BY ’97 AUTHORS. Ye fair married dames, who so often deplore That a lover once blest is a lover no more, Attend to my counsel, nor blush to be taught That prudence ought never to let you get caught. The bloom of your cheek, and the glance of your eye, Your roses and lilies may make the boys sigh; But roses and lilies and sighs pass away, And their love will die as your beauties decay. Comes the man that’s once wed, no more with guitar, Beneath lofty window which music doth jar; How softly and sweetly from delicate touch, Not handled too roughly nor played over much. Not from two to five by the watch’s own hands, But with vast changeful heart he comes at command. He no more perches ' round with very sweet skill, But escorts you home as all benedicts will. Whatever of blisses in such scenes as this, Your wedded life Mrs., it never will Miss. Can a student keep the grace of a dove, And will Hymen rivet the fetters of love? 18