St Marys Area High School - Bells Yearbook (St Marys, PA)

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BRUCE REED H effezzfei - goal of ,fl7'C7Z!QZZ7 am! u'i,s'zl0m To valiant toils his forceful limbs assigrfd And gave to Virtue all his lofty mind. LUCY SALVATORE Egeriu- 7Zj'7'llj7fJ who laugh! 'lL'i.f!l077Z and Ima Holding one hand against his ear To list a footfall ere he saw The nymph, Fgeria-and stayed the Tuscan King To hear of wisdom and of law. DONNA SCHREIBER Ce1'etr+g0alrZe,x'J of CiZ'fZiZl7fi07Z To Ceres chief her annual rites be paid, On the green turf, beneath a fragrant shade, When winter ends, and spring again sounds And Ceres calls, and choral hymns resoundf' DAVID SHOPE Pollzfx --1071 of Z em White as snow his armour was, His steed was white as snow, Never did such rare armour gleam Nor gallant steed drink from earthly stream. JAMES SMITH Zem - king of the goelr He Whose all conscious eyes the world behold, The eternal thunder sat, enthroned in gold. JANET SMITH Calliope - mme of mmie She took a lure from which there pulsing came A lively prelude, fashioning the way In which her voice should wander. JUDY SMITH Hehe-goaiclen of yofzlb Youthl Youth! how buoyant are thy hopes! They turn like marigolds Towards the sunny side. MARY KAY STOKER Emydice - 77Zdi6iC7Z who lo zfeci mimic Music exalts each joy, allays each grief, Expels diseases, softens every paing And hence the wise of ancient days adored One devoted to the beauty of melodv and song.

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JAMES MC GOWAN Hector- leader of the Trojam Then answered Hector, great in war: 'All this I bear in mind, dear peopleg I should Stand ashamed before the men of Troy Were I to keep aloof and shun conflict. JOHN MC KNIGHT Mercury-goal of Speed Foot-feathered Mercury appeared sublime Beyond the tall tree-tops, only the sward He with his wand light touch'd, and heavenward Swifter than sight was gone. KAY NEFF Perrepbone - mmm! maiden with beautiful eyer Away, away to the skies! Away o'er the sea and sands! Such eyes as those were never made To shine in other lands. JUDY NELSON Tefprichore - mme of the dance On with the dance, let joy be unconfirfdg No sleep till morn, when youth and pleasure meet. JOHN NEWELI, Nd7Cif.FZl.f 4 boy in love with bimrelf There in the mirrored pond had I fixed Mine eyes till now, and pined with desire, Had not a voice thus warned me, What thou seest, fair creature, is thyself. MONICA PESCF Camilla - maiden rzwifl of foot When Ajax strives, the laborers move slow. Not so when swift Camilla scouts the plain, Flies o'er the corn or skims the main. ROBERT PESCE Atlar - ,rupporlcd hCdL 6725 071 bit Jbouldefr There Atlas, son of great Iapetus, With head inclined, and ever-during arms, Sustains the spacious heavens. GARY PFAFF Bacclozzr -gm! of twine In chorus we sing of wine, sweet wine, Its power benign, and its flavor divine.

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MARLENE TAYLOR Lachexir - fate who mearzzreil threafl of life Twist ye, twine ye! even so, Mingle shades of joy and woe, Hope, and fear, and peace, and strife, In the thread of human life. MARY JANE THORWART Clotho --fate who span the Ihreail of life Fate of sweet and solemn-breathing airs, Sweet Clotho! The sullen cares And hopes alike are spun by you On the thread of life! ELEANOR UHI. Taccia - iettal virgin or prierterr Tuccia stood by these her trembling fires, Like Vesta's, ever burning, and, like hers, Sacred to thoughts immaculate and pure, JAMES URBANCIC Valcan - celerlial artirl 'From the mingled strength of shade and light A new creation rises to my sight, Such heav'nly figures from his pencil flow, So warm with light his blended colors glow. JEAN VOLLMER Camilla - athletic maialen Camilla agile, the Roman maiden, Arrayed in sunshine while playing games With the maidens of ancient Rome. RICHARD WAGNER Achillex - Greek warrior, aveager Patroclar' death No wish have I but that Hector, first, Pierced by my spear, shall yield his life, And pay the debt of friend Patroclus slain. DAVID WEGEMER Sylrzanar -goal of the wooclr A hunter once in that grove reclin'd, To shun the noon's bright eye, And oft he woo'd the wandering wind, To cool his brow with its sigh. CAROL WEHLER Analromache - wife of Hector Andromache with bowed head, and, all in tears Clung to his hand, and thus beginning said: 'Too brave! Thy valor will cause thy death'.