A Junior's Lament
Where? Oh, where, is that old class?
They're gone, they're gone, alas, alas!
Once m,ore they waken in my breast
The thoughts of school, of thoughts the best.
Once more I hear and see and trace
That happy bunch, also each face,
read - "The good that men do lives after them and influences the lives of generations yet unknown." In that, it seems to me there is a lot of eucouragement for this generation to live wisely and decently. There is something in that thought to...