Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1919-06-05
PERRYsBURG HIGH SCHOOL
1857 1913
To the Graduating Glass of 1919

BY George s. Garfield. Spokane, washinsto
From land of the plain and evergreen,
Perrysburg, my Perrysburg;
greet you live again the scene
OF earliest joys: you bring me very near
My youth-tme Alma Mater dear.
I must not seem to see it as twas then,
Perrysburg, my Perrysburg:
With visions large of things and men.
And state-craft lured. and things to be
Were big upon the fair Maumee.
Big to be they had been large. all save.
Perrysburg, my Perrysburg:
Potatoes they grew small, the record gave.
Small on the Maumee," but then
This not true of things and men.
Hopes up, hopes down a court house great
Perrysburg, my Perrysburg;
Had been but was woeful fate,
Removed; and men of legal lore
Met now in town unknown before.
Twas long vista then and reach,
Perrysburg, my Perrysburg
To the Portage's unpebbled beach;
Mud seas unbottomed, direful stress
To school and back by the Ok Express.
We did not even then compete.
Perrysburg. my Perrysburg:
With Down the Bay" in woes complete
Like the aches and shakes Toledo knew
Although we had at least few.
Perrysburg, my Perrysburg:
That those miasmic pirates bold
Oft chased their victims through the night
With murderous spears by lantern light
hear the slogans now and cheers.
Perrysburg, my Perrysburg;
Courage was high. no chilling fears
No doubts no laggards there.
But sturdy men and women fair.
Its the head of navigation" rang
Do ct,vNrr t,1yt pnr, ,1>,,..
1.-The glory of a name" they sang
OF gallant Perry, Meigs and Wayne
The early. every day refrain.
Ships came and went, more went than came.
Perrysburg, my Perrysburg;
And fortune. ever tickle dame
On another rival smiled and fate,
Elsewhere bestowed '"The Future Great"
Signs tell in the shining sky,
Perrysburg, my Perrysburg;
Twas not to be. The years went by
And wrote the tale in higher strain
OF duty done and loftiest refrain.
Twas written in the travail days.
Perrysburg, my Perrysburg;
OF Civil war and need of praise
Has not too high been sung or said
OF men and memories hallowed.
Speaks my unstrung, silent drum,
Perrysburg, my Perrysburg;
Speaks though silent for all time to come,
War drums are beatless. war flags furled
For wars are ended DER all the world.
Yet speaks, yet it could speak of woes,
Perrysburg, my Perrysburg
OF those far days of war. and those
OF unstaunched blood. of unslaked thirst,
When Norton led the Twenty-First.
And am glad to feel to know.
Perrysburg, my Perrysburg;
That you have felt the patriotic glow
In seventeen. and duty done.
AS BireS before in Bixty-One,
My early school days deep regret.
Perrysburg. my Perrysburg;
The meager list and record, yet
The heart was full, all hearts were warmed
Where Ewing ruled and Hitchcock charmed.
Earliest of my school days First,
Perrysburg. my Perrysburg;
Then. all the burning quenchless thirst
For knowledge In years the aching heart
And there's the play Only the part is play.
Perrysburg my Perrysburg;
Sculptor was ]. tasked to beguile
To marble cold the ennobling smile.
And when twas gained. what said,
Perrysburg. my Perrysburg:
The lifeless stone2 Said naught. twas dead
Had but writ an immortal word
And all the world had seen or heard
Into the tide your craft of hopel
Perrysburg. my Perrysburg;
With purpose strong and wider scope
Than most. Anticipation, cheers,
And promise beckons through the years.
Drink to the full of class-day joy,
Perrysburg, my Perrysburg;
Play the full part. o girl, O boy;
No goal too far, no aim too great
For children of the Buckeye State
II have sung too far away.
Perrysburg. my Perrysburg;
In miles and years-take up Youths lay
As you left off. the fair New Moon
Years and their cares come all too soon.