Lexington weekly intelligencer. (Lexington, Mo.) 1871-1887, 1879-06-14

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LEXINGTON.
valedictory address, by Miss Lou c Sans, Of
Central Female College, and delivered at the
opera house. on Tuesday night. June Sd.
came to thee in autumn time,
My hopes were then as bright ss thine,
And many dreams tlit through my brain
OF hOnors should soon attain,
In Lexington.
The woods were in their gorgeous robes.
Which deck'd with gems the birds sbodes;
The tendrils oi the sweeping vines
Breathed 10 ME of other climes
Than Lexington.
The brilliant hue, the hazy sky,
Went fitting, oh, SO ittly by,
And many dreams had with it ned.
Yes, many hopes were chill and dead.
In Lexington.
'Tis thus with every heart and mind.
The joys and grI-fs are Intertwined.
And when look souls within
We see that dark. grim monster. Sin,
Old Lexington.
But Friendship, from her bright domain,
Doth call thee to thyself again;
And bids thee look with sparkling eye
In casket where her treasures lie,
Old Lexington.
All, in those days of autumn light,
With .lmy breeze and starry night,
1he busy Iates to duty true,
Hath woven bands Tor me and you,
Old Lexington.
Oh, sad my life; I'm but u strife,
To those love.
A shadow grim, shadow dim,
Who loves tile shadows?
Did yc but know the seed SOW,
The good do,
Ye would not say begone to-day,
Grim shadows.
But soon would press each raven tress
To aching heart.
Thy soul would feel the balm doth heal,
Though only shadows.
Well love the shadows, too, dear friends,
If every vision with them blends;
We'n bless the hand though gsunt and grim.
That brings us nearer still to Him,
Dear Lexington.
Ope now the portals of thy heart,
cOr IN ueptQS bnduOW6 uWels
Aid at the door i shadow waits,
That awful shadow, Fare-thee-well,
Dear Lexington.
Yes, farewell turks with eyes serene.
To dim with shadows e'en this scene.
She silent waits with restless hands
To snap our friendships silken bands.
Hath woven bands of priceless love-
The links ale fastened up above
And angels tread this mystic way,
And in our hearts they soft y say,
''Dear lexington
Dear friends, the beaming. kindly eyes
Sometimes look gay and oft look wise.
Dear friends. oh, shall we e'cr forget
The friends that in thy halls we've met.
Old Lexington.
Oh, no, when time with restless oar
Shall near our boat to yonder shore,
The ripples floating o'er the deep
or thee will softly, gently speak
Aud Lexington.
And from the past some beauteous rays
Will bear the tint OF autumn days,
And fancies round our boat Will soar.
And whisper Of the days Of yore,
Autumual days in Lexington.
But Autumn gave her mellow wand
Into a cold and chilly hand,
For Winter in her robes of white
| The scepter took, and swayed with might
O'er Lexington.
| Thy rugged face she did transform
| From blushing eve to frosty morn,
| But with her mantle soft as lace,
She hid each scar with kindly grace,
| Old Lexington.
And oft at night. when all was still;
With hearts and minds that could but thrill
| We've looked upon thy distant brow
l n or and fr N orf thnn
Old Lexington.
Tonight thy brow the waters lave,
| A feast OF silence In each wave,
| And rolling onward to the sea
They leave the impress there OF thee,
Old Lexington.
The queen OF heaven with dainty wiles,
| Looks down; how witchingly she smiles.
And pointing through the silver bars,
She whispers to the gllttering stars,
Ills ours-'tis Lexington.
Now from thy urn of shining light
| Pour o. 'er this city, ours by right,
The soitest beams our court can boast
And drink an everlasting toast
| To Lexington.
Oh, Lexington, live long
Our glory and our song.
Wen sing of thee through endless time.
Long may st thou live. Lexington, our shrine
City below.
But hush, another voice hear;
LIS murmurs reach my listening eari
| The echoes through the starlight sweep,
The tones are low, and sad, and deep,
Old Lexington.
The Past has been the casket rare,
And jewels bright are hidden there.
o-night thou art the shining Ii d.,
And meath thee art our jewels hid.
; When Tonight sweeps back with silent wave
Till years have made the Pact grave,
Memory. faithful, kind and true,
Will Ope the gra7e FOR me and you;
| And should We meet no more forever
Farewell, from US thou can st not sever
1he gems we've won.
, To THE Board
And when we muse on schoOl-girl days,
Wen think OF thee and thy kind ways,
And sure our hearts will grateful be
Thy faces oft Well wish to see.
And may we ask favor thus
Please sometimes kindly think of us;
And now, how sad we cannot tell,
1t is to say to thee Farewell.
To THE PRESIDENT
s Dear President, thy kindly hand
| Hath ever pointed up to God;
Well think of thee with love profound,
E'en when we sleep beneath the sod.
If we have ever panied your heart,
So noble. grand, and good to us,
. We humbiy ask thy pardon now
! That thou'lt forget that we did thus.
: The night winds murmur through the hall,
Thell message does not come to all,
10 us they say it all too well,
= That we must say to thee Farewell.
n TEACHERS
Dear teachers, oh, how deep our love,
IT'S surely written up above;
q And now TO thee We love we'll
Our fate doth whisper say Farewell.
CLASSMATES
TlDear Classmates. In the dim, soft light
Our college stands this balmy night;
|. Deserted is each room and hall,
The shadows falling over all.
Never again. the day has fed
l. Together through it's halls we'll tread.
he For Time has rung his magic bell.
n The summons bids lis say Farewell.
II But up above in grandeur stands
~ A temple bright, not made with hands;
~ And may we. In our robes OF white,
Meet i'll those halls, where I'LL is light.
8. And for us.all may crowns Oflove
TO Be waiting in those halls above;
And in those crowns some gems we've VIC
In days We spent in Lexington.