Warrensburg Latham High School - Cardinal Yearbook (Warrensburg, IL)

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LITERARY SONNETS FROM THE JUNIOR AND SENIOR ENGLISH CLASS. To him who in the life of loneliness Lives not a moment’s life in loveliness Hears not the warbling, twittering songs of birds, Nor the rippling of the bubbling, flashing brook: Sees not the shepherd with his flocks and herds, In peaceful valley or in shady nook; Feels not the golden rays of the sun Whose loveliness doth all the world enamour; Tastes not the honey from the bee’s hive won— Nor any other sweetness that encumbers; Smells not the sweetness of the nectared flower— For him who lives as in a mouldering tower, There’s yet a place to go where he will find The world of beauties he has left behind. Miriam Baumgartner ’23 The God of War sent out his warriors bold, His boundless, magic power to sustain; For brave indeed were these strong men of old— With truest heart —with spirit that could not wane. Out from the castle gate in haste they flew, In golden chariot, on horse of flame; All confident on victory, and knew That they and he would win the prize of fame. I wish I were a God of War, I do, And lived inside a castle in the clouds— With a host of warriors to rule the blue Where this old world would seem as if in shrouds. But this sounds like the word of musing poet— So to the mound of wasted thought I throw it. Harold Dresbach ’23

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ORCHESTRA Top row: Waggoner, I. Schroeder, Dresbach, H. Baum, Ireland. Middle row: Eyman, Kretzer, Fickes, Major, K. Albert, Pease. Sitting: E. Lehn, Albert, Rogers, Buckley, L. Lehn, Senour, Waller.

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How beautiful the winter snow doth seem, How like an angel robed in purest white; When all its sparkling gems do brightly gleam Upon the earth by silvery moon at night. When stars shine white and cold against the dark And distant sky, while rough winds shriek and moan, And pile the snow in heaps and drifts and bars, And wails about the house with dismal groan. The sheep along a winding pathway trod Until anon, the fear of gathering storm When shepherds shivering guard their huddled flocks And wait with anxious hearts for sign of dawn. Oh, the teeming brightness of the day, To drive the treasured shades of night away. Donna H. Fickes ’24 It pays to think before you speak Then when you’re angered, do not squeak; When anger starts to take your will, You lose no friends by keeping still. If duty takes your leisure hours, It helps you climb to higher towers. Although to you life may seem short Don’t use your ablest hours for sport. Then when your working days are o’er Bright eyes come ’round you dancing, That love the head becoming hoar, As old age keeps advancing. Then pleasure comes from pride and thought Of virtuous battles you have fought. Omer Spitzer ’24