Rockford College - Recensio / Cupola Yearbook (Rockford, IL)

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CUPOLA-ROCKFORD COLLEGE To 1913 In sight of cloudland and the blue of hills, In face of sunset and an evening star, Crieth the universe to one and all- Vlihatever comes to you, be what you are! Somewhere upon your lives the marks are made That tell of all your past, the total count Of joys and cares the Fates have on you laid, Bright mornings, depths of night, the noonday sun, Red of an oak's first leaves, a sickle moon, Shadows upon the campus, bluish white of snow in hollows, Summer heat to fight against, winter winds to conquer- lYork to do, and play, and self to master, Hopes you've built again That crumbled even faster- Petty things you've overlooked in others Throttled in yourself- Ideas you have caught on wing And made your own, Plans you have completed, Or incomplete, have left to dieg l?.vening's pleasures, dance to music, Springtime walks, the games you've joined, The things you just forgot to do That some one had to do for you, Things you started, but which years to come shall finish, The books you've read, the friends you've won,- For all of these the world demands a tollg A toll on those past pleasures, that you give the world To garner healthful lasting fruit of them, A toll on that past weakness, that it turn to strength, And on the strength you've won that it grow service. A toll on all, the world demands of you To show yourselves both fine and strong lYorthy of the Alma hlater to which you still belong.

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CUPOLA-ROCKFORD COLLEGE 1914 Limericked Klae Andrews has sweet auburn hair, Such as by experts is deemed rare, But she curls it so frizzily That everyone dizzily Hvonders what Cubist designed le mysteref' Helen Bartlett has a rare time Be weather forecasts rain to shine, And there's naught but truth in it, She can do in a minute, Mischief more than pup King could design. lflorence Benson at early morn Hastens to Lab before 'tis dawn And there you may find her If ever you've timed her From daylight's break, till daylight's gone .X certain young lady named Blair, Used to say on the sly, l declare - I could teach, if you'd get me The lasses and let me, Phys or Zoo without turning a hair. ,lean Booker, l'm glad to relate, Tho' she left our school to its fate, After two years Co-ed , Back to R. C. she sped, And reclaimed us before ,twas too late. Cecil Butler in realms of art Has a charm that wins the heart, And ever ready With a steady Glow of cheer, she does her part. Une evening a missive did dive Out of Helen Clarli's room, 85, And I'll wager a lunch, I've a pretty good hunch, That she blushes at five forty-five.