Kirksville College of Osteopathic Medicine - Osteoblast Yearbook (Kirksville, MO)

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And so through the march of years Each shall give of his best, Till the Master Mechanic of all Sounds taps on the final rest. No legal knots shall hamperg No lying press shall bindg Osteopathy forever, Forever unconjined. Born in the starfdimmed ages, A germ from the limitless pastg From out of the vagueness of centuries There has come a vision at last. To stand like a soldier at sunrise On guard at the portal of death. To conquer the ills of the living To succor the dying with breath. -B. H. Comstock

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Till somewhere the Master Weaver, Taking His shuttle again, Wove for love of His millions A vision on the loom of his brain. A vision and strength to defend it From the storms that swept the land. The panacea of ills Is the fingers of the hand. Then one by one they gathered. Oh, the struggle of those years. Four walls, a roof and their f' courage ' Against a world of fears. Until, like 'master musicians They played on the harp of the spineg Making harmony out of discord, Man's heritage Divine. Gone like jungle mists The sun of truth dispelled By the barriers that hemmed us No longer are we held. In the corners of our land They are teaching the master's dream In noble halls and vast, . The artery is supreme. P gc 36

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