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

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Yet never to remain and stay Fore'er to wend its winding way Past those who let all things stand And let the flood lay waste their land, Past those who grope and strain until Th'ey'veibent the waters to their will, Past those who slowly kneel and drink And those that rashly plunge and sink, Past beds agleam with quartz and gold In murky ponds that secrets hold, Flowing on sans pause or falter By scenes and lives that always alter, Running, rushing roundeach bend Half certain there to meet its end, Always to find some narrow strait Through which to keep abreast of fate Apace with nature's endless rhyme, The ever changing River Time

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Be auty is at once the ultimate principle and the I highest aim ofart - Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe To grow enlightened I hadlvowed, ' So through the crushingithrong I plowed, Hoping, yearning that I might see That art that sets a man's soul free, And though the trek was long and gory There it was in all its gloryp I IUHIIIIQTO l .OOIOOHMIOOQ OOUHHIOOOI IOOHHIOOI fIO0IHMIOOl OOHIIOOO IOOOIHHOOOI OO OOOIHHICOI OOOOOHHIOOO IUOOOOIHHIOOI I OOOOONMIOO ll OHM i'a'o'o'o'o'o'o'ol OOIHMIOOO eco moi oonooouu oooooomoom nominee oooomoooo. nuonouo nominee' oooomoou N004 IOOO . ' fi ' f Fashioned just like a cereal bowl With wisps of smoke atop a hole Which lay where purple lines metblue Right near a portrait of a bald Nehru Astride ketchup bottle filled with trash The title in code, four dots one dash. Trying to contain my emotion And to grapple with anew-found notion That indeed I had seen before my eyes The sight supposed to make boors wise, With a tremulous voice aloud I cried Do any of you phonies know what the hell this is?