Temple University - Templar Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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Xntruiurlimi Pour long but happy years have the members of the Class of 1909 spent together in college, becoming more and more strongly attached to each other as the years have passed since we first appeared in Room H-y waiting cur turn to consult our now much esteemed Dean Dr. Albert P. McKinley in response to the voice from within, “Work, work, work!” From that day until this we have steadily looked forward to the proud day when wc should sally forth into the world or boldly into other institutions to attain further glory. Yet we shall look, perhaps, with many regrets upon that final day that shall sever our connection with our Alma Mater, with its many efficient instructors and our associates with whom we have labored side by side, at times, and apart at others. We came to college to prepare for higher and better work and have toiled seriously and nobly, often, however, in the midst of difficulties and sacrifices. But. in among these hours of toil and study can be seen, in rainbow hues, as it were, many bright moments of pleasure from which seriousness and dignity were often banished. It is our purpose in presenting this initial volume to give to lasting form such facts and incidents as will throw some light upon what might seem to others a Dark Age in our careers. We trust, however, that the remarks made, whether intended for instructor or student, lie taken in a spirit devoid of seriousness. If you have received much attention at our hands, content yourselves by feeling that you are popular with your associates; if you have received little, remember the limitations placed upon the committee. Finally, wc wish to extend our hearty thanks to all who have assisted us in making this Ixxjk a success—our instructors, classmates, friends, and especially our advertisers whom wc trust you will frequently patron izc. In conclusion let us say we earnestly hope that in this first attempt at a college class book wc shall have accomplished onr object, which has been to present to you a book which you will peruse and enjoy in coming years, and which will help to keep fresh in your memories visions of the good old times when you worked with your classmates within the walls of our Alma Mater. Dear, Old, TEMPLE. The Committee. 5 221343

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Qcinratunj Ol'u' C) grey walled Temple! on the broad highway Where busy throngs pass by thee night and day, Like Wisdom fair of old thou cricst out. Come hither! cat my bread, my mingled wine Most freely drink, and it shall come about Thou shah find treasure, than the ruddy shine Of rubies ehoiccr or than much fine gold. So call’st thou, and thy doors arc open wide. Cathedral portals that in daylight bold Or in the silent night have ne’er denied An entrance to one seeking soul. O Temple’s blessed gates, A longed-for goal. A Titan spirit pulses through thy halls, A spirit of endeavor, ruthless, strong. It urgent drives to onerous tasks that throng. Or on the work with vigorous onslaught falls. Cyclops it forms at learning’s forge—they blow The bellows, make the anvil ring, complete The task; then gain they rest well-earned and sweet, And honor, when abroad their work they show. Fierce burning endeavor. Possess us forever. Here justice with her calm deep eyes unbound. Gives equal chance to all—nor creed nor race Nor sex availeth aught—and should the base Desire a guerdon, those clear eyes can sound Their depth of infamy—but to the strong. The true, she giveth crowns of grace and long Sweet thoughts of bloodless victory and hope With fiercer foes in other fields to cope. Just dues she never fails To give with equal scales. Thine altars glow with fiery hearts that pour Sweet clouds of incense forth up to the skies In aspirations for that best bright prize, A character well-rounded, fit the sore Complaints of suffering to soothe, or 'mid The great to adorn high places of the earth. Such broodings arc not stifled in their birth But cherished and deep in sweet silence hid. Bring forth rich fruits From spreading roots. O sun. that nourishest the kindly earth. Pour down thy beams on Temple, for like thee. She brings the hidden seeds of life to birth. O stars, that guide the sailor o'er the sea, On whom the Magi gazed with wond’ring eyes. Shine bright on Temple, for in her. too. lies The power of direction—O Most High, Omnipotent 1 bless Temple 1 pass not by Thine handmaid, on thine arm may she rely. Ever victorious. Patterned like thee. lSAtlF.1. Macfarlank, 7