Wellesley College - Legenda Yearbook (Wellesley, MA)

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NINETEEN THREE THE WELLESLEIAD OP HOOKS I sing and ol women, who, hrst from their native hamlets Driven by love of work and an ardent passion for study. Chose for their Alma Mater the College Beautiful Welfesley. Thither they came, and remained four ' years as studious scholars Weaned m body and mind on account of the work put upon them By all the Faculty clever, but most of all for the reason Of the perpetual grudge of the cruel goddess of English. Much they suffered also by reason of games and of contests While they were getting their knowledge to bear their degrees from Wellesley. Tell me, O Muse, the causes, in what great aim disappointed, Or bearing what grudge against them the pittiless goddess of ' English Hurls to such signal disaster so many unfortunate maidens? Dwelleth in minds wliich deal with Poesy, wrath so persistent? Wrath which, after three years ' insistence on themes and on theses, Drove, in undue haste, some Nineteen-Three Seniors of Wellesley Into the u nknown presence of the Spirit of the Le(;exoa. Royally, like a queen, even Dido she waited their coming. Yet she received them kindly with words of mellifluous s ' xveetness. Somewhat in years gone by, have I heard of Nineteen Three ' s prowess, Now would I gladly hear it once more from the lips of her members. She spoke, and in turn they related the story of Nineteen Three Wellesley. Awful it is to recall the memories of when we were Freshmen: Greener we were than the grass that grows on the meadows of Wellesley; Fresh as the flowing waters of the Charles in its sinuous basin. Yet if you really desire to know our misfortunes and pleasures, Briefly to hear related the tale of these Trojans of Welleslev, We will commence. The heavens were grey, and leaden wit ' h rainclouds When Nineteen Three entered Wellesley, a ' class of sorrowful Freshmen. Blue were the skies and fair when we went to our first reception. Gladsome our hearts were made by the Christian Association : Gladsome our hearts continued, radiant with hopes of the future, Till on the morning we flunked in the classroom of mathematics, ' Or got back our First Impre.ssions from the hands of the goddess of English. Yet is the heart of a Freshman a thing of India rubber. Easily snaps into place, and seldom, if ever, is broken. ' After a day or two, gone were the fears and the tremblings Put on the shelf till Mid-years— while the Trojans attended to pleasure. First of all, in October, came tlie Inauguration, ■