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APRIL,
VOL. XV.
. {A.S.H.BRISTOW, Mu Sigma Rho. R. L. MOTLEY, W. B,
.1889.
EDITORS:
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LOVING.
BusineSII Manager-
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w. B. McGARITY, Philologian.{ C. T. TAYLOR, R .-M. PENICK:.
w. OWEN
CARVER.
Assistant Business -Manager-W. E.
TIie I.
By a placid stream of silyer, In a clime of dates and palin, Where each flower's fragrance mingles In an air untouched by storm, Sta~ds !I, castle, heayen piercing, With its ancient, arched doors; Precious stones of pearl and rubies Decorate its walls and floors . II.
Treasured gems and gems of Yalue, •Works of sculptors world-renowned, Portraits of our sainted dead ones, In these spacious rooms are found. Creeping o'er the stained windows To the utt'most turret's to.P, Vines of iyy hide each crevice, Saye when withered leaflets drop. III.
Down the steep and sloping hillsides Myrtle trees and cypress grow; Bending o'er the mossy marshes, Willows, waYing to and fro. In the winding path that leadeth To the castle's gate ajar, Mortal foot hath neYer trodden, Mortal eye ne'er seen as far: DECEMB:qR
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Fairy
WRIGHT.
Ca11tle. IV.
Pennons bearing godly mottoes Waye their colurs on the air; Massiye doors are closed .and opened By those who inhabit there. Sunshine enters through the arches, Let in by the will of God ; Moonbeams creep o'er ancient statues, Where the sainted ones have trod. ,
v. Sometimes in the shades of eYening, When a deadly silence fall~, Chants are heard to ring and echo Through those dim, enchanted halls. Sometimes, when the bell is toliing, And the moon is full and clear, .Fairies o'er those hills are treading, Sleeping 'neath the silv'ry glare. VI.
Haunted castle! 'cross thy windows Many forms move slowly by; From thy dark, secluded dungeons Struggling ones are beard to cry. What a myst'ry thou hast hidden, Castle, in thy fairy halls! What a myst'ry thou hast hidden, Castle, in thy dungeon walls !
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