Oglethorpe University - Yamacraw Yearbook (Atlanta, GA)

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iFnrruJ0rh How beautiful were those days at Oglethorpe! How crowded with happiness yet mingled with a little sad- ness. With the gold, we found the dross, making more precious our rewards. Truly, the philosopher ' s stone is worth while, for i1 turned into precious metal the mind ' s food from which we have coined the ever stable riches of our intellec- tual banks. In submitting this book, we hope we have gleaned a part of the beauty surrounding our lives as Oglethorpians. Treat our efforts not harsh- ly for Each picture is painted with the blood of oiir lives; Each word is written by the hand of our hearts.

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ifiitrattnn (Ho ®ur UnllyprB Monuments, through books, the most precious of all mediums, have been erected to men and women by au- thors from the time of the Unknown Author to that of our own Rupert Brooke, but no one was born a more noble idea than that which • places these pages as an everlasting memorial to the Mothers of the members of the 1930 Class. On bended knee, we give this book into the hands of those who gave us that beauty of soul upon which is built all other things beautiful in Life.

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So many half-lit worlds to see, So many muffled voices hear, Such countless forms of things to feel. Such breaths, breast-warmed of heaven ' s draught. Such untried sweets to taste of, but Only a momentary glance. Through five, tiny, blurred panes of glass! Yet, so beautiful! The odor of them is a universe! So fair their favors, so entrancing sweet they seem. So pleasing is their voice, so good the touch of all I crave one pane the more. One crystal pane and then — O Worlds, O Infinite, God! — Thornwell Jacobs. InM emorium