University of Virginia - Corks and Curls Yearbook (Charlottesville, VA)

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T5he CProphets Stmy : llI have walked far tonightmas I have on a thousand other nights. I have lookedmas I have a thousand times beforewn the University of Virginia. HNow and then I am troubled and sore at heart. You see, I live here I I I Il'mthe P'rophet raised his hand in a smt of half gesture- I I I I in the shadow of the Rotunda. Strange rumors reach me. WThe world breeds little men, my son, as well as men of larger mould. a call you my son because you are a student here and because you will one day wear the Honors of Honorj The world gave us Thomas jefe'rson I I I Ill-magain a slight raising of the hand toward the lower levels of the Lawnmll I I I I and sometimes it gives us men who call him, and all that he stood fonm Fool! uRumors come to me, here in the shadow of jejfersonls dream, of men who zealously wave aloft the Banner which they have named Morality while they sneer at the Torch of Honor which, in founding this University, he lighted. llBut you and I know, my son,wr else we would not be here tonight-that Morality is but of the F lesh and that Honor is of the Spirit. The flesh is cmruptible; the spirit is incormptible. 1:771: VY' - , ,T$ ' W, , x 1 Lu , vmwwjmwmwwwmqw: 3 l w 1 H l Awwmwxm.t -M-Aukgsgtmmnwmhuew- x t, E, F: t t l w t t l l Llflg'+iylakmlt1sk -'-:-..J:'.H y. ' '14: V k4

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m. aw ; -... -..v,;....;,..:. .mvmrmgv-JYHWMWVWWh The thing that hath been. it is that which shall be . . . Is there any thing whereof it may be said. See, this is new? it hath been already of old time, which was before us. Ecclesiastes 1:9, 10. Mpmn It has long been my customeon moonlight nightseto go alone to the topmost step of the Rotunda and yielding dreamily to the lights and shadows of the Lawn, lose myself in silent meditation. Not many nights ago I sat there, immetsed in all the beauty of a hundred years. Supposing that I was alone, I was more than startled when a voice above and behind me said, in tones of immeasurable sweetness: III, too, come often here when the moon is full. See how the moonlight whispers through the trees and touches Earth and Heaven? By his voice I knew that this was no ordinary man and, on turning toward him, I was not surprised to find him garbed in the 'robes of a Prophet. llP'rophet, I said, Iltcll me the meaning of the Beauty that lies before us.n llAlas! I can not. Nor would I if I could , , , , But I will tell you something that may help you to understand, not its meaning, but its glory? The Prophet seated himself beside me, and I listened intently to his story. H t l H MKW. u ,kuy w l w mum , IL i. an A ,.

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Jifhuw! i I rGhe Gateway I I I I hhTroubled and sore at heart, I set out tonight on a journey that always brings me Peace. I entered by this Gateway. Here hes the Way of Honor. Here shines the Light of Truth. For more than a century young men have entered here. For centuries to come, these young men, grown old, will guide the footsteps of their sons to this Gateway I I I I