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POETRY - FIRST
AUDR.t!.."""'Y ABERNEl'HY XI D
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'F.dE WIND
Shrieking from the whit0 north country, Ro~ring through the pines and fir trees, oaring not for tender saplings,
Fiercely killing gentle flmvers. Sweeping o'er the ondless prairies Bringing snovl1 and ice and famine.
Raging' from the Southern ocean, Lashing all the world with fury , Whipping wavps to seething violence , Screaming through the cringing jungle , Crushing all within its pathway, Bringing tropic rain and terror.
Rushtng from a world of 'silence
To a mystic ,land of mountains, Clothing all the poaks vvith whiteness. Harsh, relentless, nevor-ceasing, Striking hearts with dread and quiet- Bringing storm-blast and the monsoon.
SWeeping from the burning deserts, Soaring all the oarth benoath it, Lap~ing up tho lakes and rivors ; Bl~zing o'er tho arid tropics , Coursing 0 ' er .the steaming jungle, Bringing dust and plague and sorrow.
Glidi~g t hrough the tranquil uplands, Gentl y singing through the maples - Whispering zephyrs from the wat ers , Playing in the golden wheatlands ,
Waving grass and kissing floworl ots:, Bringing warmth and ,rest and stillnoss •
......., ..... ODE TO UPPER CLASSMEN
You can tell a freshman - By his Silly, eager look. You can tell a sor.nOJ:!lor o,
' Cause he carries one less' book. You can tell a junior
By his dashing air and such., You can tell a senior
But, boy, you can't tell him much!