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

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56lIiOl' Glass WITICCP5. J. W. MILLETTE . . . .Pre.vz2!e1z1. Miss AVENELLI1: CADOT . . . 7'reasm'e1'. J. H. WPCS'I'EliVEl.'l'. . . Mke-Preszkiefzl. MISS MAHEL KREIIJEIQ .... Sczjgeaui-al-A1 ms Miss NaLI.nM: CARLO . . . . COME, ye gentle zephyrs, Prophetic fatal powers, Whisper from each tree-top, ' A ' A Murmur in the Howers, Tell to sage or poet The secret that we crave, Where, O gentle zephyrs, In what secret, mystic wave May we read the happy secret, Silent boon from heaven sent, Where, oh, where's the famed Utopia, Give us kind admonisliment 3 We have questioned all the Muses, From Clio to Erato fair, Euterpe and fair Thalia questioned, Strive, they whisper, U and bewaref' Ah, the spiritls weary longing For a place of ease and rest, How the visions come a-thronging, Throngiug from the east 2'I.11Cl west ...........,........Sccrdary, Glass llboem. Telling of the lands of Bowers, Of the birds and Eden e'en, Whisper softly, gentle zephyrs, Have ye eler this object seen? Not this object, but a betterjl Whispers every gale and breeze, ll I could tell you with a letter, Says a spirit in the trees, But I dare not even whisper Where this place has once been seen, Dare 11Ot even tell to Vesper, Lest he tell you in a dream. Not in the story of the ages Will the secret e'er be found, Not the wisdom of the sages, Lore in any form profound, Not in inusicls tuneful measures, In comedy-ah, no l beware, Erato, Cupid, and all their pleasures, Gives not the boon we wish to share. 1 I4

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Then come muses, elves and demons, Disclosing in a passing dream, That my first is verdant herbage, Growing in the copse unseen, My second is a horseman haughty, My third a rustic mountain clan, My fourth the distant, famed Utopia, Most distant from the green Freshman. Of thee, our alma mater, We asked increasing light, WVe begged for rest and leisure, When all was darkest night, And now in glowing sunshine, In this our Senior year, lfVe have them all, Utopia, A true celestial sphere. We have sipped the liquid nectar From tl1y silver cups as bees, WVe have fought and toiled and troubled, While we hoped for coming ease, Many duties left unheeded, ' Wl1icl1 'twere best had they been done Yet we gazed most fondly backward, To a battle fought and won. Battles civil, battles mental, Wrought the brightness of our sky Oft into a murky darkness, But it all has drifted by, And the glowing, beaming sunshine 3 Makes a brighter, brighter sky. Let EEolus, weird and mystic, With his quaint and distant choir Sing our battles in the night-time, Sing with flute, pan-pipe or lyreg But with common human heart-strin s With true 1l1l1SlC of the spheres, We will celebrate our friendships, And our joys of these brief years. As we scale the lofty mountains, And glance o'er the slope we've climbed, Here and there see sparkling fountains Shady glens and fragrant thyme 5 All unknown to us while mounting, We regret and doubtless sigh, But had we tasted of their sweetness We had passed as sweet ones by. So, ye brothers and ye sisters, Of the class of ninety-five, Ye have gained the famed Utopia, For which other classes strive. Uh, my sisters and my brothers, There are battles yet unfought, Burning questions, not by others, But by us to be outwrought. Courage and fidelity Must move us ever on, Until we crown eternity With U Hail, the victor's song.