St Andrews Presbyterian College - Lamp and Shield / Bagpipe Yearbook (Laurinburg, NC)

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:=aB miuj-- Deof bald Pot brought pod knife took up. A moonlight nightcoll: for: for. I feel so sad PS. So lonely blooming. Listen! The spiked and winding cold seohorn. Have you the. ' ' Each and for other plash ond silent roar. Pearls, when she. Liszt ' s rhapsodies Hissss. You don ' t? Did not; no, no: believe: Lidlyd, With a cock with a corra. Black. Deepsounding Do, Ben, do. Wait while you wait. Hee hee Wait while you hee. But wait! Low in dark middle earth. Embedded ore. Nominedamine, All gone. All fallen. Tiny, her tremulous fernfoils of maidenhair. Amen! He gnashed in fury. Fro. To, fro. A baton cool protruding. Bronzelydia by Minogold, By bronze, by gold, in oceongreen of shadow. Bloom. Old Bloom. One rapped, one tapped with a corra, with a cock. Pray for him! Pray, good people! His gouty fingers nokkering. Big Benaben, Big Benben. Lost rose Castille of summer left bloom I feel so sod alone Pwee! Little wind piped wee- True men. Lid Ker Cow De and Doll. Ay, ay Like you men Will lift your tschink with tschunk. Fff Oo! Where bronze from oneor? Where gold from afar- ' Where hoofs? Rrrpr, Krao. Kroondl. Then, not till then. My eppripfftaph. Be pfrwritt. Done. Begin!

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BRONZE BY GOLD HEARD THE HOOFIRONS, STEELYRINING IMPER — thnthn rhnthnthn. Chips, picking chips off rocky thumbnail, chips. Horrid! And gold fluched more A husky fifenote blow. Blew Blue bloom is on the Gold pinnacled hair. A jumping rose on satiny breasts of satin, rose of Costille Trilling, trilling: Idolores Peep! Who ' s in the . . . peepofgoldr ' Tink cried to bronze in pity. And call, pure, long and throbbing. Longindying coll Decoy. Soft word. But look! The bright stars fade O rose ' Notes chirruping answer Costille. The morn is breaking. Jingle jingle jaunted jingling Coin rang. Clock clocked. Avowal- Sonnez. I could. Rebound of garter. Not leave thee. Smack. La cloche! Thrgh smack Avowal Worm Sweetheart, goodbye! Jingle. Bloo. Boomed crashing chords. When love absorbs. War! War! The typanum. A soil! A veil awave upon the waves. Lost. Throstle fluted. All is lost now. Horn, Hawhorn When first he sow. Alas! Full tup. Full Throb Warbling, Ah, lure! Alluring. Martha! Come! Clopclop Clipclop. Cloppyclop. Goodgod henev erheord inoll. ' (over) r ' tttt FRIENDS

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Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura, che la diritta via era smarrita. Ah quanto a dir qual era e cosa dura esta selva seivaggio e aspra e forte che nel pensier rinnova la paura! D.A.