Philadelphia Conservatory of Music - Variations Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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PHILADELPHIA CONSERVATORY ORCHESTRA BORIS KOUTZEN, Conducfor Assisfing Ar'ris'rs Allison R. Drake, Piano Elsa Hilger, Cellisf Wifherspoon Hall March IO, I947

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CULTURAL LECTURES AND THE FOUNDATION COURSE OLGA SAMAROFF DOMENICO VITTORINI ALLISON R. DRAKE Firs'r row, II. +o. r.I: E. DE SANCTIS, M. TIMMINGS, F. EGGLESTON, P. NEIGHBORS DR. VITTORINI, MADAME SAMAROFF, A. R. DRAKE, C. THOMSON, B. KUHN S. STONE. Second row, II. +o r.I: S. ANDERSON, MRS. JAMES, M. BOVE, J. COPPALINO S. DOROGI, D. MENCHER, M. JOHNSON, MRS. MARKS, MRS. LINCK, R MANSELL, G. STORY, G. REEVES, M. BERGER. Third row, II. Io r.I: S. DICK, L. DUNLAP, P. DOUGHERTY, MRS. LOEB, T. PRIES, J. PALMER, MRS. BARTSCHI, R. HUSTON, J. HAMILTON, B. HEARN, V. NOUSKHAJIAN, M. TUKACHINSKY, R. BERRY.

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INSPIRATION Apollo, my Apollo, As the melody pours forth, Uh, come to me tonight, 'Tis wing'd, a song at birth, All atremble I await thee It soars above the moon and stars, In the softly faded light. Beyond the reach of Earth. With ardent arms embrace me High above at breathless height Like a lover holds his lute. The notes are wild. Untame- And pluck upon my heart strings Like Acestes' hery arrow, A song of songs long mute. Each trill becomes a flame. Oh heart, be calm within me, When at last the Dawn appears, Pillow'd close against your breast, Our harmonies become, As stirs that lilting rhythm Fuel on the burning altar That long has been at rest. For the Earth's morning sun. Laure B. James HMUSIC AND YOU To dreazzt of you is like a song, O'er the chords they race A smooth and rhythmic beat And then the strings commence. The mood? 510201 A stillness settles, your minds relaxed The pulse ls Strong In a mood so strangely new, Where chorus and prelude meet. And ever Strain The plots are equal, a boy, a girl, Qld dst y b . Plfhose story is defined. L ll ei 0.ml, Gam d Their griefs and laughs Tie Iuszc is czange to you. The notes and Stags A symphony is notuenough By which their lives entwine. Nor fl hlmdred UIOZMS The mood does vary, the brass blurts out Could fell mf' Mellen' There's noise and tvrbztlencc. The M 1451-0 510118 Quickened page And my love for you begins. Bart Anello THE ROAD OF LIFE There are many paths that lead to the road of life. Who knows which path will lead to fear or strife? Which one was made for me to take? The one is good for my own sake. There comes a time in each manls life: then only he shall know If he will make himself his friend or long and hated foe. There is a path with pitfalls, a lane where lovers call And, blindly stumbling as they go. they give their very all. The path that,s lined with beauty and piled with many treasures, May leave you all too soon without your long sought pleasures. Iall endure the many hardships here And never utter words to make unwanted fear. I,ll make this long-sought journey without friends, And follow only those long and well-known trends. When I have traveled o'er that road, then I shall say, May I stay here till there comes an everlasting day? Dottie May VVhitakc-31'