VOL. XI. ·
DECEMBER,
1885 ·.
NO. 3.
EDITORS: A. N. BOWERS, Mu Sigmd Rho, { GEO. l'I. ED\VARDS, W. C. ROBINSON.
E. B.
HATCH:RR,
C. D.
ROY.
Philologian,{ H. W. JONES,
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Bus•iness Manager~W. A. BORUM. Assistant Business Manager-J. L. BHOWN.
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The cone of my affections, love, Hath found a base in thee ; 'The .~quare of joy, ff thdu complete, Add but thy smile to me. If I were skillell in.figures, love , Or coulu use syml,ols well, I'd raise a pyramid of praise Where all thy charms should dwell. The total sum of happiness, Is equal, dear, to th ·e ; But if I'm mirms thy sweet smile, 'fhe world is nouglit to me. Let not the line of all my life Rtlnparall el to thine i ' •But in tliat blissful angl e m·eet , Where Hymen is the sine. Let endless circles represent :My constancy to yoi1, .A:nd series fojinite of years Shall prove my love is true.
C~rdinal Farnese discovered the great genius Michael Angelo walking alone amid the ruins of the Coliseum. He expressed his surprise at finding him so
Lo,·eSong. 'fhe cube of happiness, whose root I see in thee alone, Equals the highest form of l6ve D,videcl among one. Oh! I am that divisor, love, The quotient i8 for thee, And we together multiplied, Love to infinity. Would that I or boundless love The lo,qarithm knew, For natural num,bers can't express The half I feel for you. If thou'lt approximate to me, 'llll leap 'not to despair, . Describing \i parabola 'l'hrou f!'h boundless fields of air; But troubles shall in tangents fly Beyond the farthest pole, Oh I thou perimeter of hope, And segment of my soul I -Selected.
occupied. The modest artist replied, '' I go to school that I may continue to learn." The growing men and the greatest men are always at school.