July 1957 School Magazine

Brisbane Girls' Grammar Schoo] Macyazine

July. 1957

Brisbane Girls' Grammar School Magazine

July, 1957

once more we s·et out, this time accompanied by a th ird person and a torch . Again we crept across the resounding hall and hesi- ta tingly played the torch around the corner on to the shadow. Again it loomed before us-a mop standing upright against the wall! Reassured we showered the first room with light and continued our nightly task of checking the music room windows. ODE TO A DAY Oh, breat~ of day That issues from between the lips of hills, And sighs CIS dawning shadows Pass across the rising suni Oh, heat of noon That tempts ih<> earth to murky depths of sleep, And covers it with haze - ).C. and V.W., VI B. Which dares mere sound to penetrate; Oh, sign of night That silences the mournful cry of day, And slides rsmor£efully Below the shadow of the distant bay; Oh, fleeting seconds Tarry yet with me awhile, I pray, That vanish silently Within the passing of each day.

THE ART OF TRUE APPRECIATION "Doubtful it stood; As two spent swimmers, that do cling together And choke their art."-Our valiant life-savera. "It cannot be that thou are gone!"- The empty hat-peg. "I can go no further, my old bones acha"- Third time round. " . . . the a ir "Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself Unto our gentle senses."-Aroma from the la b. "How well my garments sit upon me!"- The school uniform. "And tho' We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth .. . ; that which we are, we are"- The Sixth Form. Mistress correcting two identical papers . "Through the crack I could hear the leaden hiss"- Observation from verandah room. "You must wake and call me early, call me early, mother, dear."-For early athletics. -N.K., IV A, and "A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by, One after one."-Going into Assembly. "What thou art we know not."-Latin translation. "Such angel grace."-Gym. lessons. "In profuse strains of unpremeditated art."-Singing Class. " I trust I have not wasted breath?"__:_ Mistress explaining Trigonometry. "Villiany somewhere! Whose?"-

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- H.C., VIA.

M.V., IVLi.

- MANGEL ELLIS, VA.

TO SLEEP Come, gentle brother of eternal Death,

-M.S. ) an~j T.V:, IV A.

All day 'midst heat and strife unending, I sought thee Unavailing, now whilst all is still, Come to me with dream decked slumber, And visions woven of spider-silver weft. Tell of countries far beyond the surging seas, Of pine clad ridges clinging to the sky And smoky towns that rarely see the sun Of tractless molten deserts that quiver in the heat, Whisper tale_s of frozen polar wastes, And let me hear the murmur of the breeze Amongst the palms, oc the. shriek and crackle of Heaven's electric migh!

NIGHT BEAT! We sat; our eyes were glued to the clock as the minutes ticked ince ssantly by. The tension was rising within us. The dread of what was to come mounte d within two among so many. The clock struck the hour and simultaneously we rose, walked casually through the door and began our stealthy ap- proach to the darkened passage. _ As we crossed the deserted h

As Nature whips to frenzy The ocean's tideless deeps. And when I tire, give to me The dreamless peace to res t a weary soul: Waking at dawn, refreshed and strong, A debtor still to thee.

-JANICE JOHNSTON, VA.

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