Mars Hill College - Laurel Yearbook (Mars Hill, NC)

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Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting. The soul that rises with us, our life's star, hath had elsewhere its settingff At one time, so distant and foreign to today, the fire of hope burned brightly, first as one solitary candle against the darkness, and then as a thousand torches lighting up the night sky. But we are born into a world so different from that one, a world in which the flame of passion is quickly extinguished in a vacuum of apathy. The meaning of revolution, once bathed in the celestial light of experience has finally fffaded into the light of common day. R Wt-'f '-? 'N'flFT ? . 3'7FCFF 5'7

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We seek a solace in the past to ease the harsh- ness of our present day, a lantern on the stern that shines only on the waves behind us. 7

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We live among the shadows of unfulfilled promises, for the shining visions of 1776 have been dimmed by the years. Like distant tolling bells at dusk, the speeches made in Philadelphia echo faintly across the fields of timep and yet they call us home, to a re-creation of ourselves and our nation. 9