Richmond Hill High School - Archway / Dome Yearbook (Richmond Hill, NY)

Page 8 text:

O by ELIZABETH DEMAREST I Lge cc s ccymckcah Diana, weary aTTer The morning's chase, laid aside her bow and quiver under a holm oak. Then she summoned her wood-nymphs To aid her in disrobing and wiTh Them she wenT To baThe in The reTreshing waTers oT The river Xan- Thus. While she was Thus engaged, a young sweeT- Taced cherub passing Through The wood spied The sacred bow and quiver which aTTracTed him greaTly. As he was examining Them, Diana and her dripping reTinue suddenly reTurned. The god- dess became angry when she discovered her weapons being handled by The youngsTer. WiTh long sTrides she reached The lad who had been unaware oT her approach, snaTched her belong- ings Trom his hands, and smaclced him Three Times on The leTT ear. Then signalling her band To Tollow she wenT inTo The deep wood. The boy who had been Thus chasTised beToolc himselT To The river which The maidens had va- caTed, and wiTh one Tiny hand sTreTched Toward The heavens he swore a mighTy oaTh by The beard oT his grandTaTher JupiTer. Pk ,ls Pk Diana, inTenT on The hunT, had noT heard The whiz OT a Tiny arrow aimed' wiTh a purpose oTher Than her own, buT no less TaTal. When she liTTed her eyes Trom The boar she had 1usT slain, The goddess experienced an impercepTible Tremor as her gaze alighTed on a young man who was in- TenTly waTching her. The work oT Two Tiny shaTTs was already accomplished. The passionless cliviniTy, whose coldness even pervaded her lamp and made iT laclc The viTal warmTh ThaT accompanied her broTher's, wel- comed The inTruder To her haunTs and hearT. Similarly aTTecTed, This young Greek sculpTor, Pyrrhus by name, became The deiTy's abiecT slave and consTanT worshipper. wk af ak FaTigued aTTer The morning's hunT Diana Trowned as she remembered The TrysT wiTh her lover. No longer were The inTimacies wiTh The youTh cherished by her. l-ler inT'aTuaTion had glowed Tiercely buT Tor a shorT Time. Finally maidenhod reasserTed iTselT and her ardor

Page 7 text:

THE SENIOR DOME Page 5 No, buT I can procure iT Tor you. My broTh- er in London has The only copy in exisTence. I-Ie'd be willing To seII. And so on and on. When Ahduzza reTurned home aTTer leaving Enge in The speakeasy where They had eaTen, he was greeTed by BarTon. CounT Alexis CuTisearoTT is 'ere, sir. 'Es h'in The library. Take These books, BarTon. lvlichaelangelo Ahduzza adiusTed his neckTie and walked inTo The room. A monocled Russian, presumably an emigre Imperial general, sTood and bowed sTiTTly. lvlr. Ahduzza? he quesTioned as sTiTTly as he bowed, raising his righT eyebrow a TracTion OT an inch, I TrusT you will pardon my inTrusion. I am a greaT lover oT books, and possess quiTe a number OT valuable ediTions. Our muTuaI Triend, lvlr. Enge, Told me oT your colle'cTion. I-le said ThaT I would be welcome To come and inspecT iT aT any Time. I-le menTioned some- Thing abouT ArisToTle-or was iT PIaTo? Again The eyebrow rose. l-lave a seaT, your exceIIency. 'IAhduzza had read somewhere ThaT you called Russian noble- men by This TiTIeI WhaT does your coIlecTion include? Ahduzza lisTened aTTenTively To The long enum- eraTed IisT oT liTerary Treasures. AT The conclu- sion oT The CounT's speech, Ahduzza asked him wheTher he had ever seen The WaTerbury edi- Tion oT D'lsraeIi's 'CuriosiTies oT I.iTeraTure'. lm- mediaTeIy, The CounT became animaTed. You have iT? All my IiTe I have wanTed iT- Iooked everywhere, enquired of everybody- A diabolical scheme Tormed in Ahduzza's mind. l have iT. Would you like To see IT? Could I? Ahduzza Turned To one oT The cases and drew ouT his copy of The 'CuriosiTies'. I-lere, you excellency, I'll sell iT Tor Tive Thou- sand doIlars. ATTer inspecTing The volume careTuIIy, The CounT exclaimed: You have been misled, sir. 'Tis buT a poor copy! The CounT's Iilerary knowl- edge was quiTe proTuse. OT course, oT course. Your excellency musT see my IiTTIe iokel 'Twas merely To see wheTher you knew The original or noTl BoTh men laughed, one hearTiIy, and one ner- vously. CounT CuTisearoTT IeTT shorTly aTTerward, a biT disappoinTed in his hope OT being inviTed Tor dinner. As soon as he was gone, Ahduzza soughT reTuge in PIaTo, exclaiming: I mainTain ThaT iT is noT whaT one reads ,in Plaro ThaT gives one solace: 'Tis whaT is behind iT ThaT counTsl

Page 9 text:

THE SENIOR DOME Page 7 abaTed. Alas, Pyrrhus, mere man ThaT he was, could noT overcome his love Tor The deiTy. His cOnsTanT devoTion was wearying The goddess, who decided To end her philandering wiThouT in- juring him, Tor he was noT aware OT her idenTiTy. l shall endeavor To send him where he can never see me again, mused Diana: no doubT his passion will grow cold. To my lunar haunTl she exclaimed. l shall appoinT him cusTodian OT The moon. As a way ouT OT her dilemma had presenTed iTselT, Diana's sereniTy was resTored. IT was in a calm mood ThaT she wenT To meeT Pyrrhus. The man had noT been oblivious To The grow- ing coldness. YeT he aTTribuTed iT noT To lack OT aTTecTion buT To The TacT ThaT The maiden was a nymph in The Train OT The goddess Diana and ThereTore subiecT To The vows OT virginiTy. When The Two meT, Pyrrhus shyly advanced These reasons as being The cause OT The girl's abaTing ardor. Readily agreeing wiTh him Diana Took This opporTuniTy Tor puTTing her plan inTo execuTion. Pyrrhus,' she began halTingly. Yes, smiled he encouagingly. Would you be willing To Torsake love Tor me if immorTaliTy was oTTered Thee? WaiT. NOT love, buT my presence To augmenT ThaTi love would be iacking. The goddess Diana wishes a comely youTh To care Tor her lamp in The heavens. Who- ever underTakes This Task will be granTed ever- lasTing liTe. BuT never To see Thee again, obiecTed Pyrr- husp The price is noT worTh iT. YeT remember, soTTly answered- The god- dess, l am immorTal while Thou musT suTTer deaTh. When Thy hour comes, I shall pass Trom Thee Torever, buT in The heavens l shall be Thine in spiriT Tor all Times. To have Thee Torever, breaThed The deluded man, is wOrTh any price. The days ThaT Tollowed, Diana roamed The Tor- esTs secure in The knowledge ThaT her lover was Tar oTT in The heavens Tending her lamp. There Pyrrhus devoTed his lonely liTe To driving ouT The cold spiriT +ha+ exuded Trom The huge globe. The Tire OT love ThaT burned wiThin him gradu- ally warmed The chilly aTmosphere OT The moon and The romanTic glow was TelT on earTh. Even aTTer Diana was no longer a revered goddess buT only Tine sculpTure, The man in The moon was sTill regarded as a poTenT creaTure. To re- mind his lover OT his exisTence he had carved his likeness on The yellow lamp, and This is sTill viewed on earTh. TO HESPERUS Oh, l-lesperus, lmmorTal evening sTar, For aeons hasT Thou risen in The sky AT This same hour, when soTT breezes sigh And sunseT's radianT glow burns Trom aTar. Now in The wesT l see Thee shine on high, BrighT symbol OT eTernal consTancy, Whose puriTy no Tickle god can mar. Thou arT a gliTTering, resplendenT Tear ThaT gleams Tor youTh, and hope, and peace, and love: There in Thy cool alooTness Thou cansT noTe WiTh genTle scorn The weakness and The Tear OT man, and Try To guide Them Trom above And lighT Their way, Thou lusTrous sTar remoTe.