New Lincoln School - Yearbook (New York, NY)

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Trogressively we learned ana life discussed lhrouhhout the winter months until March came. rut then the sky crew Llach with storm, and though at wished to run, We knew that choice was not 'ui luck. Horizon-lark with nearing death - .i Yiave, oh seniors! Meet your fate. Hide not Your faces in your iear - The Thing is near. eemechsh Cve Ch Unt Ala For Oh, Lea And You Oh, Bet And Lac Sin I t Lit I'V Lit I f rheard Eefore Mid-winter Vacation Seniors, you must work while others sleep il the sky is warm ana bright with noon. rms must be set off college boards are at dawn's first peep coming very soon. I suggest you read a grammer book, rn how to parse, to conjugate, to spell, at the dictionary take a look. might thumb through the almanac as well. memorize each little fact and date ween the Fall of home and present time, scan a map until you can relate h country's population, place, dnd clime. ce you have spent four years in learning hink the time for learning what is now. tle girl, little girl, where have you bee e been to college to visit the Dean. tle girl, little girl, WhOf did YOU ihefe rightened the lady right out of her chair How n? Y

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The thing they call responsibility Descended on our naked, lowered heads, And with it came our duty to the school As wisely social beings who should dance And play and sing with all the people there. You are a senior isn't that lovely she said So I smiled And how is school and what do you do and my how you've grown she said So I smiled And do you have parties and more fun than I ever had she said So I said We have a Social Problem. Oh dear me why don't you talk about it she said talk is so helpful isnlt it It's safe I said Discuss Let's talk Again letvs say it again We could play games No date dances - there's a good idea But think about the rest of the school eighth grade, eleventh grade, kindergarten. Back to ourselves Inevitably We sit in a circle. Twelve girls and six boys.

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Ho forns filled out ana C.r.'s doneJ we walked fhe streets at night and Softly prayed that dawn would trinn the happy song of UYes, you're in.U me dia the senior thinas of planning how he'd wear our diesses white and trousers blue. he talked of what to eat and where to go On that last day when our life here is through. who will haunt the reniniscent places Mhere smoke driftea through chatter Chatter And laughter followed onto laughter? he look back so, and Cannot fail to see The years have had some conflicts and some tears. but now as one we smile, and heads inclined, We whisper words, and think it sad to know The Wai and Peace of this is done - the Now shuii tge me Past - so quiCklY, Futufel CCW!