Loyola College - Review Yearbook (Montreal, Quebec Canada)

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18 LOYOLA COLLEGE REVIEW A CHILD'S GRAVE The breath of Spring that blows To moisture Winter’s snows, Is never half so sweet as yon white cross; Your little mound of clay, So silent in its way, Tells more than any sculptor could emboss. The brightness of those eyes, Like deep blue of the skies, Has fled with all the gladness of your song. As bluebells near a brook Ring joy to every nook, Your spotless spirit joined the gladsome throng. In fancy yet I hear Your sweet voice ringing clear As soft as fairy chorus in the night; But now in realms above You sing to God your love And see with wond’ring eyes the Shining NIGHT IN GREECE Silver and blue is the sky to-night, Spangled with stars as on garment bright, Scented with odor of jasmine and rose, Wafted along by the sweet breeze that blows. Soft o’er the gardens that lie ’neath its course, As it gently descends from its heavenly source. | Yon lies the river—no breath stirsits calm, Shaded by ilex and feathery palm. Over its surface the pale moonlight glints, Gilding the green depths with silvery tints. Soft from yon grove and its shadows long The nightingale pours forth its lovelorn song. Everything here is at rest and at peace, On this night of allurement in far-storied With sword of frost and shield of blinding snow, For gentle spring its secrets yearns to tell, And long held waters pine to onward flow. = m Light. Greece. 5 Кемметн J. McAnprs, '27. D. McCrea, '26. | у y | 4 A WINTER'S DAY 3 КЕ. О Winter Winds, that race the whole day long, k And guide the snowflakes through the frosty air, 4 Race on, while loud you sing your clarion song, | And spread o'er all the land a carpet fair. | E O Winter Winds, that never cease to roam, 29 And rule all space, from clouds to sleeping earth, ч Too soon shall burning rays from heaven's dome | Descend upon you and your whirling mirth. ч So while you тау, О run your race full well, | D. Frank MacDona p, 727.

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тилу ү үш у утуу чт , „, Тт чиа т УЧ РӘК om LOYOLA COLLEGE REVIEW 17 О years, murmuring the names so dear to him, of his wif e, his sister, and his child, Lord George Gordon Byron breathed his last. When the last sunshine of expiring day In summer's twilight weeps itself away, Who has not felt the sadness of the hour Sink on the heart, as dew along the flower? With a pure feeling which absorbs and awes While Nature makes that melancholy pause, Her breathing moment on the bridge where Time Of light and darme forms an arch sublime. Who has not shared that calm, so still and deep. The voiceless thought which would not speak but weep. A holy concord, and a bright regret, A glorious sympathy with suns that set? 1s not sorrow, but a tenderer woe, Nameless, but dear to hearts below, Felt without bitterness, but full and clear, A sweet dejection, a transparent tear, Shed without shame, and secret without pain. I wonder if in his last moments those lines which he composed while still a stu- dent at Cambridge, came back to him to comfort and to solace that fevered brow. DoucLas Аксш® Масрокатр, 26. i | | 1 4 E = К, A WINTER, SCENE Out o’er the wintry wastes I watched the snow Upon the land a virgin mantle lay, Deep hiding, from the searching eyes of day, The earthy baseness that was there below: Far o’er the glist’ning ice the north winds blow A silvern cloud of snowflakes bright and gay; And each, as if it were a sunny ray, A blessing on the hard ground doth bestow. O Winter sweet! which o’er the years hast rolled This saving pall that turns base lead to gold, Be with us e’er, from God’s discerning sight To cloak our wrongs, as day is hid by night; That when the glory of thy time is gone, A beauteous spring a newer dress may don. T. Lawrence BARTLEY, 27. fas аана, g БРЗИ АБ” ту . бела раса 2а:

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LOYOLA COLLEGE REVIEW 19 Е The Origin of Intellectual Ideas ЖІМСЕ the early dawn of speculative philosophy one of the most difficult and delusive questions both to sage and philosopher has % 3 been the psychological pro- blem of the origin of our intellectual cogni- tions. Here lay an immense gulf, an ap- parently insurmountable barrier which in the apperception of its own prankish mysteriousness—as it were—and in the devilish satisfaction of possessing some hidden secret, accessible to none but itself, was to prove a lasting mockery to the var- ied and unceasing efforts of the human mind to cross its shores. Beyond, the road was smooth and clear, but to cross—ah! that was the question. Among the first speculators to attempt to bridge the gap between the intellectual and the sensible was the Greek philosopher, Plato. Plato analysed the problem care- fully and ultimately came to the conclusion that the void could not in any way be filled. On the one hand he perceived the supra-sensuous mental products, such as the ideas of being, unity, truth, goodness, etc, and on the other the variable and fleeting concrete conceptions of the senses. Between these two apparently contradic- tory camps he could see no connection whatsoever. The proper object of the intellect is the immaterial, that of the senses the material and the sensible. Hence argued Plato to himself: the essential superiority of the one over the other makes it impossible to claim that the former should have originated through the instru- mentality of the latter, or that both are identically the same. According to him therefore, the object of the intellect and that of the senses are two distinct realities entirely independent of each other. But Philosophy had to get on, and the problem, momentous as it was, required some solution. Theonly explanation which appealed to Plato was the hypothesis of innate ideas. It was evident to him that certain mental products are essentially тын сайы айық ақы C До НИНЕ TN түн distinct from and entirely independent of those of the senses. But the question now was: how are these supra-sensuous cogni- tions effected? And this Plato answered by stating that intellectual ideas must have been innate or inborn in the soul antece- dently to all knowledge of the senses. In his view, the sensible world is no real world at all but an aggregate of transient phe- nomena, faint reflexions of a real ideal world in which man, prior to being incar- cerated in the prison of the body for some unknown crime, lived and contemplated these ideas as they really existed. In his second stage of existence, man has retained most of these prenatal ideas, but in a faint and imperfect form. These vague mental states are our present abstract universal concepts. They are not in any way pro- duced through sensible perception but are evoked or awakened, as it were, on the passing of corporeal phenomena. Hence Plato's chief contentions are the existence of a real world of ideas, that these ideas have been imprinted upon the mind and were retained on the union of body and soul. It must be said about Plato that though he tried to solve a difficulty, he placed himself in a more vulnerable position by advancing an hypothesis to which there are numerous fatal objections. In the first place it must be rejected as gratuitous, as being a mere mental elaboration which from the very nature of the case is incapable of verification. His explanation of the origin of our intellectual ideas is a problem which itself needs greater explana- tion. If we have innate ideas, they are presumably to be used in knowing external things; but if the knowledge of external things is already con tained in the dormant ideas of the mind which are awakened on the recurrence of corporeal phenomena, the act of intellection is at best a mere act of recognition. Now if we can recognise the idea in the object, why can we not cognise it there directly? То advocate the outward physical exist-