Yeshiva University High School For Boys - Elchanite Yearbook (New York, NY)

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1 f . I . Aye stout men they werea noble crew, Young bravelads all, all loyal and true, Straight as the oak, tall as the pine, Roaming in bands each numbering nine Wielding their clubs afea-red of none For in the heart are battles won. ' . I l Ji oi has , Qhl. Great .yvas the feat that gripped theland, .I . g. , , . A A 0' ' LouEl the calls for Gijberts band,' ' when through the dale tzhe cry,was heard' ,- Qf-thoie down south who wo'rship'bird, . ' , i T ' r th7ey swoge to pitch the foe From hil o kyf liiglfror-low. 3' ' . 1- ' U.. r I ., 5 o ' ' ' . gy nsqiuynnath 'I-f A 'V - Q 5.-il' ' uhnff' if METS WIN! TAKE SERIES . . Q !f ,Q 4 Q4 t

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Once I had my own tranquil place My refuge from the human race Across the gleaming lake I'd gaze Through crystal studded morning haze Purpleerobed mount with royal grace Throned amidst hills of dark green lace Forced to ponderg Was it G-d's plan To grant such wond'rous gifts to man 2' The poetry of earth is never dead -john Keats The crystal dew is ashen gray, The fortress mount been swept away, The spewing chimney blots the sun That shone on life where now is none, Cold stone and steel, coarse concrete Where rugs of green once kissed my feet, Forced to ponderg Was it G-d's plan That man destroy G-d's gifts to man? 11 I

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AN-ID AcRArEruL,cirY GOES witoz Alack! Alas, toll the bells of the town As Thomas and lads a-fighting go down 'Tis up to Gerald to stand and hold fast And that he does, sweet vic'try at last Fought they again once, twice, thrice times more A Their valor and deeds are now well-known lore Many the heroes, Greatest was Donald Forget not silent Albert and Ronald, Grateful indeed were the folk of the town Amid joyous toasts they drank the mead down Great was the feasting and long the parade That through a flowered town its merry way made s The mayor looked on, beaming affection For the sweet folk who make an election. So widespread was the day's feast, drink, and play T'was declared an official holiday. There you are Wilbur, now off to your bed Pay no mind to what your grandpa has said, Grandpa, you know very well Wilbur pales Each time you tell him those old fairy tales.