St Johns College - Yearbook (Annapolis, MD)

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IV. Here's to the days that are past and gone From the past no more to sever l Let never a smile, nor a tear, nor a groan Return again - no, never l O'er the wreck and the ruin of vanished days Let us climb where the lustre of Fame's bright rays Shines far in the warmth of a radiant blaze Forever and forever ! It l I ' w A., ,7 N.. 183

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.95a.sr. fl-'! l-! l l l-'l'++ I. ERE'S to the days that are past and gone Forever and forever l From the voiceless harp no more a tone My careless hand shall sever. With lifeless dust let the silent urn Of the past be filled, where no passions burn. For the days that are gone can never return. Never I Never l Never l II. What are the frowns of those who hate P We'll never let them grieve us. Asa cloud blown on by the breath of fate, They pass away and leave us. And why should we mourn, though the unseen powers Have scattered thorns o'er the passing hours, If we feel that the next will be strewn with flowers And hopes that will not deceive us P III. The smiles of loved ones, what are they ? They can alone remind us That soon, too soon, we must pass away, And leave them far behind us. Still, as we stand by the silent shore An-d watch Time's breakers dashing o'er The wreck of the days that are now no more Then mem'ry there will bind us. 187

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I. OME l we'll dance again, my love Ere the waltz is o'er. On its rhythmic strains, my love, Let our spirits soar. Let no thought of other hours Linger in thy breast 3 In thy Fancy's rosy bowers Let my spirit rest. II. Soft away the shadows fly, Rapidly the while. But an hour, and from the sky Morn will night beguile. But an hour, and I am gone Many a weary mile. Dark will be my heart and love, Shadowed from thy smile. 1.7119 .fast waltz. -Z'+'l'+'l'+++'!--3' 189 III. Smile again 5 thy smiles are roses. Let them ever bloom l Each a flower of heaven discloses, Shining through my gloom. Though the harp of life is broken, Round each voiceless string Then thy friendship's priceless token Shall forever cling. IV. There's a tear upon the rose On thy bosom fair Q Glittering like the dew that glows In the morning air. Gone the music l all is o'er, Hark the morning knell l I shall see thee never more - Love, oh l love, farewell !