Ohio Wesleyan University - Le Bijou Yearbook (Delaware, OH)

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'lllhe ltlirlrer. V alaisan beauties-Alpie heights, O 1' mystic depths of lore, or lights L ike lightning flashes, dazzling all, A nd leaving darker then the pall. IX '17 hen spread thy wing in thine own stren5,th, P luck not his wing of greater length 5 R cfrain from gathering feathers old, O r loading thee with borrowed gold, P addle thine own canoe o'er life's R ough sea, a11d in the manly strile, ' I nvigorated nerve and brain, I ncreasing strength will ever gain. X S till Alas VOIUVI' vnor1uls. In almost heavenly peace and bliss, Away beyond the woody brake, There lies a quiet Mirror Lake, In which two lovers, far apart, Have read, each one, the other's heart. So we may come each coming year, And see our clear reflections here. X I Frank Zeigler, though the last, shall yet Be first. He's always been a pet, And shows it by his words and acts. He never deals in stubborn facts, But dwells in fancy's mythful clime. A sturdy Youman 'f olden time, Stands firmly in the foremost rank, With brow serene and eyes-a blank. V xii But shades of Audubon appear, And solves this mystery of tear. A Christian Wolf, with hair quite red, And jaws of monstrous size, a head Full canis-shaped, and howl that oft Will terrify, but soon so soft Becomes, that he 's installed-0 list! A shepherd of the flock of Christ.

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The lllliirror. IV But while we would not weakly bow, And lift our hands in great 'ipow-wow, And beg with tears the sacred nine, Through human mind to dimly shine, We would not curse the trembling muse That dwells within our heart, but use The talent God has given, to find A golden mean, and thereby wind. V A Chainl' around our hearts that ne'er Will break, and weave a Souvenir That none will find too dear to buy, But all too dear to let pass by, Then rise, thou trembling muse, and tell The story that thou lovest so well In metric dance full of thought, With wit and truth together wrought. vi J uniors of Seventy-two, we stand U nited in both heart and hand. N o self-made fiattery we need, I n order that we gain the meed 0 f praise from those from whom it 's due R ound this, our motto, once anew, S inccrely let us how and kiss E 'en Aus voruvr 1-aomulsgfl VII V ow all that, this our motto still E ver shall be to climb the hill N ow looming up before our eyes. T o none let 's bow below the skies, Y earning for help. With our own wings 'I' o fly above all common things, W e should aspire. Then upward still 0 'er all we'll go-up life's great hill. VIII A nothers' words-anothers' thought, L ook at-they may be iinely wrought, I n them may be some jewel rare, - S ome diamond thought divinely fair,

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The lllliiirreir. XIII A shepherd, though he makes his hed Beside a NVood with foliage red As blood., And just heyond this NVood, In aneient times, there ealmly stood A snare as great as Christian Wolf. He lived on jhillr, and not on pdfg 'Twas Wiltse, the coquettist.'l HO! My head, he 'd cry, then bowing low. X I V He 'd ask to be excused. But when .By line direet he'd lneet a ASV:-m, My heart, he 'ml ery, then won't you A game of Alcflznzlist eroquette? But NVilIiamson, and XVilliams,'too, Are gallant boys, hoth firm and true, And merit will receive its due, In spite of all that clicks can do. Y v NVel,mer is sly of ladies' webs, He dreads them worse than steel of Rehs, But Watson loves to steal away, And spend the hours of setting day NVith those who steal from Monnett Hall. Come, VVillie 'Ward, we, one and all, With open heartstreeeive you home To seventy-two, and ery welcome! X v 1 And here 's our jolly friend '1'witehell, NVho ls learned to do his work so well, That when he twitehes round his face, To give himself an ugly grace, The devils start and shriek and cry, - Now Lord, let thou thy servant die. But NVillie Sweet is sweeter far, The ladies say, f?l than vinegar. X v I 1 Our Steward is a faithful man, NVho gives adviee whene're he can. Our Stahley loves to put on style: Our Spencer, U will always smile, play