University of Wisconsin Stout - Tower Yearbook (Menomonie, WI)

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Afi ;; ; • go a thousand ti and dcath . of kings, And yet recalls the very hour — ' Twas noon by yonder village i And on the la- t blue noon in May — The wind came briskly nf this way, Crisping the brook road; Then. ■ dou n it load Of pine-seen!-., and shook Usti Two petals from tin wild-n — Thomas Bailey Aid rich

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Come v the north wlnd ' i masonry. Out of an unseen quarry •-• Furnished with tile, the fierce artificer Curio bis white bastions with projected roof Round every windward stake, or tree, or door. Speeding, the myriad-handed, his wild work So fanciful, so sal age, nought cares be lor number or proportion. And when bis hours are numbered, and the world Is all his own, retiring, as be were not, Leaves, when the sun appears, astonished Art To mimic in tlou structures, stone b) stone. Built in an age, the mad wind ' s night-WOtk, The frolic architecture of the snou. — Ralph Waldo ' -.met son

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■ w. v ' • k k . Little park that I pass through, I carry ,ff a piece of you morning hurrying down ! ■• my it ork-day in the ton n; I take your trees. And your Y mr greenness, Your cleanness, Some of your shade, some of you Some of your calm as I go by; Your flowers to trim I In ■ pavement s g ri m ; Your space for room in the jostled ttreei And grass for carpet to my — Helen I lay