Wellesley College - Legenda Yearbook (Wellesley, MA)

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HEY trimmed the sail and drew the long oars up, And there the feast was spread, and there the cup Of happiness brimmed o ' er, as in the sun The pageant gleamed before the throne of one Who was the mistress of it all. When dipped The sun behind the wood, again they slipped Far out the rippHng sea. And soon they feel An ice-cold blast which would their blood congeal, For lo, the Blue Rocks in their vision loom, That gnash and grind, and roar of coming doom. Down sank the Heroes ' hearts, the while they sighed: Yet must we row between if we would stride On to our quest. If Hera will be nigh. Though arduous the task, we ' ll pass them by. Then, shouting, rushed they through the cold blue gap. And forth they came, without looked-for mishap. All oars at rest, into a pleasant sea. Now for a space they sailed right wearily. Then bending joyfully to dripping oar, They gathered strength ; the Argo eastward bore. F SERENADE

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ND now red flames sweep up to meet the sun, And clouding smoke, and fiery embers rise High in the symbol of the sacrifice Of self to purpose. Then a favoring breeze Bore on the eager ship to meet the seas; The flames died dow i, the embers rose no more, As Jason and the Heroes left the shore; No longer for themselves the quest to make, Since now a common purpose they partake. And each man bent his strength upon his oar To bear the Argo rushing from the shore. ? OW many the heroes that have churned the seas Since this, but not with glorious fame like these. Thus they rowed on o ' er every tossing swell. Past great Olympus, where Immortals dwell, And council hold, to seal the fate of all; And past that steepled town which fain would call The Heroes to their ruin. In that place Termed Isle of Cyzicus, they rest a space, To joy their sea- tired eyes upon the scene Of song, and sports, and dancing on the green. And as they labored, ne ' er expecting ease, Through swelling wave and brightly sunlit seas, Now toiling hard, now riding with the breeze, Forsooth they came into a fair country, Its green fields sloping gently to the sea.

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