University of Arkansas Fayetteville - Razorback Yearbook (Fayetteville, AR)

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Turn not into the black chamber And view the panorama of human existence , Which you hero, Must jit into a pattern called Life In a light still too dim to distinguish I ' he shapes and color oj the deed. And proceed ever forward With the exception of a thousand repeats and retreats Through all the sights and sounds of the Universe Toward the Beast you may jail to recognize Toward the end. For only at the end can you prove you were ever In the Labyrinth. There ' ll be two attendant lords there , Hamlet ' s men , They ' ll want your name. r

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At the center of the Labyrinth is a legendary beast and each man who enters is a hero . Then one day , Perhaps the third of May , You ' re beckoned to enter the darkened door And fathom the bits and pieces of all the world That will the many corridors of the Labyrinth , For the Labyrinth has many corridors. But for what are you searching In the total darkness? And what of the Beast? And where is the end? And where are you then?

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In the Labyrinth of legend, the hero, after many adventures, found his way to the beast, destroyed it returned triumphant to the world. So at last, Hero, you know there is a task And a path through all this maze of tomorrows To a time when all you look upon is yesterday. And a confrontation with all To which you do not know the answer And a wordless struggle With all which in you, or without. Must be destroyed. So that in the end it might matter That you lived or died or what you tried To do of all the things there are to do in the world And they might not say of you Looking up, while stirring their cup, “Poor old fellow. He never disturbed a pup” So let it begin. Though it began long ago. By unfolding the perfumed arms of the philistines And Cretans of pre-natal oblivion In which we ' ve been resting Lest we wake from this sleep which was our life And lie quietly in our grave forever. 6