Peterborough Collegiate and Vocational School - Echoes Yearbook (Peterborough, Ontario Canada)

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The New Sublimity by HUGH KENNER, nv A Ac. This was sublimity in warg 4So Homer sangj: to bathe in gore. And smite in fierce encounter red Till one or t'other tumbled dead. Sublimely thus the Trojan fight Ten years was carried on at height, But last the lofty citadel By stratagem to Grecians fell, Perceiving which, in lofty rhyme Blind Homer chanted, How sublime! . xv N , f f A T ,Xe g A P ,f Ai' 1-7 X J 'jf B ' Mx 'QS 1 f , X x llc 3 ' Y! 'X 'LA X X, 1 12 xriif x f- xx -:ff T5 4 rf ,fyfifkm f, , fa! ,X 1 l 'fe'-2 i, H 5 ' jf'R i. We Iii 1: W d ' H+ 3 HW!! we QL-r l-vi - ,.- Q S . 'T' ga? gh ,l'll ,fri f-ffig li' Qigf 'Q 4 ? .'A ji! tsl-- 'L gg W i i i i L95 - gtg rw? +4l:+ r 1- Great Caesar in the Gallic field To Vercingetorix would yield When maces rained barbaric blows And southern blood with terror froze Before the northern battle-axe, Whose blips and buifetings and hacks Cut through the armour Romans wore. ln Commentaries Caesar swore, Non Bellurn Est. Translators chime, Not war, appending but sublime. What carnage looms on Chile's coast, One ship encompassed by a host! But no! The skipper's Aryan brain Can circumvent such strife inane. The wily skipper, with a wink, Rotates a valve and lets her sink. The ghost of Caesar pales a shade: What? wouldst thou have a bloody raid? How sparing of the battle's grime! O, new simplicity sublime! A sleeping town prospective prey: 'fAn entry forced,', is Homer's say, By wooden horse or otherwise: Then carnage, sack, appalling cries- Sublimity is thus. But nay! The bombers have a better way: Unwittingly the sleepers pass To Acheron by poison gas, Unmindful of the spoilers' crime: Surpassing clemency sublime! What man to tamper thus hath dared? Great Caesar's shade bombastic blaredg While Homer, always grander far, Vows on the Innovator war. 'tOne Adolf Hitler's is the sin, We answer, dwelling in Berlin: Excepting when, with sorrows laden, He Hits away to Berchtesgadenf' Digesting which, says Caesar, 'Tm With Homer laying plans sublime. 9 97 - f- Zi ' Sublimity, as Homer sang, MEI? ,m x lf fx Dwelt where the swords and bucklers rangg Qgvkr sf K xx!!! Nor was the epithet denied A y , ' f v ' AX To stratagem, if well applied. nj .4 ifekylw.- t g And Caesar in his Commentaries ff fl I All V lf! A . QThough the interpretation variesj, , L .-': I ' X .XX - Considered war sublime alike Z ily lr 1 W l 1.25 ,S When planned with brain or clinched with gMfQz5iW farm Q' ,ff 'Mfr' 1 T,l Examine now the present time With these authorities sublime. 7-iii SJW f7Q 1- 4 K 1- . L gi' ,lm Sea X, Xl ffzffwfg, U z i 2 ix i' 1 X' 'JT 'XX NV if he tial. -Xxsfw a , ti gpsx-l-ffaai 5- ,Q m xi. 4X T' wh - Wjlfkllxi ,ggi ga, i ff -:,a,-x,..,.- fu Y- Page Tu'em'y-four The pride of thirty million Huns, A battleship of twenty guns, Fully equipped with scuttling-cocks, Awaits its launching at the docks. But as der Fuehrer blusters loud Above the spell-enchanted crowd, Two shades, invisible and dread, The champagne-bottle from its stead Removing, bang therewith the head Of Adolf till he tumbles dead, Whereat his guard astonished fled, And Britons, when they heard it, said, In words that fortunately rhyme, A bloody blow, but how sublime!

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if A Z- Dream mill 'ISIS by IP LLOYD HARVIE V B AC. I could hear the pounding hoofs more dis- tinctly now and, pausing to cast a terrified look behind me, I saw that the huge, black horse was gaining on me. Only one more block and I'd be home. Ah yes! That's our number. I rushed up the steps and into the houseg now that big, black, red-eyed devil couldn't get me. Almost instantaneously with this thought there came a terrifying crash and a splintering of wood at the front door. Above this barrage of sound came a blood-curdling neigh that could only come from the chest of a crazed horse. With a cry of terror I sprang up from the couch into which I had collapsed and began to pile chairs and tables up against the door which led from the living room into the hall. As I rushed into the adjoining room to get the kitchen stove I could hear the sharp hooves shattering the Hoor boards in the hall. I grab- bed the stove and ran back into the living room where I planted it, still smoking, on the top of the chesterfield. fTake it easy now, mother! It was only a dreamj Just as I was stooping to pick up the quarter I had lost three years ago, there came the sound of rending wood and glancing hooves mingled with the bellicose scream of the horse. With palpitating heart I peeked timidly through the keyhole but was nearly blinded by the glaring eyes of the monster which was peering in at me. It started to laugh horribly, its glossy sides quivering in an ecstacy of triumph. You can't get away, it snarled. I waited for no more, but snatching the quarter off the sofa I ran for the stairs. When I got about half-way up I suddenly realized that I had forgotten to switch on the escalator and so I dashed down into the cellar and turned it on. While I was down there I decided to split the kindling for Gramp. The old chap would appreciate that. As I was climbing back up the cellar steps I paused to listen and above the rattle of the street cars I could barely distinguish the rasp- ing voice of the horse and the sibilant whisper of Boris Karloff as they conversed out in the - ff, X Qc Q bg 5 be BJ 1 could .see flu' f1or.se'.s flvufl 6'llIl'I'fjiIlff from the iff'-ljllUlf'.H hall. The horse seemed in favour of breaking in the door with his forefeet but at this sug- gestion Boris went into a furious tirade which he concluded by saying that the landlord wouldn't like it anyway. I mounted the re- maining cellar steps in a bound and as I dashed into the living room I could see the horse's head emerging from the keyhole and the green hand of Karloff squeezing through the crack under the door. The only place left to hide in now was the attic. I scrambled up the stairs, screaming at the top of my voice, and pulling the steps up after me so as to impede the progress of the two awful demons who were following me. As I was packing the last step away in its allotted space in my bureau drawer the horse appeared on the landing at the foot of the stairs. With pounding heart I shinnied up the tree leading into the attic and as I climbed I could hear the vicious snorts of the horse and feel his hot breath on my ankles. I leaped from the top limb of the tree on to the attic floor and ran for the widow, determined to leap to my death rather than be crushed under those flailing hoofs. I pulled myself up on to the window ledge and stepped off into space. As I fell I could feel the wind snatching at my trouser legs and looking far down into the dimly lighted street CCo'nti11ued on Page 873 Page T'zve11ty-five