June 1942 School Magazine

Brisbane Girls' Grammar School Magazine

June, 1942

Bri.~;_bane Girls' Grammar School Magazine

June, 1942

THOUGHTS AT TWILIGHT.

When the golden haze of evening Silen tly enshrouds the land, And the twilight comes a-stealing O'er the emerald· sea, and sand, Then a feeling of contentment Sweeps across our happy land. When the dying sun sinks low; Oh, how lovely is the evening, · When the sky is all aglow, And the grandeur of the sunset Cas ts a stillness here below. All the birds are flying homewards 'Neath the boundless radiant sky; They are happy and con tented, Jus t the same as you and I. Oh, how grand to be so free , Oh, to be a bird a nd fly . Now the w orld is slowly dark'ning, The dying sun has almos t gone; There are only memories left now That I can muse upon; But there'll be another sunset And I'll sing another song Oh, how quie t it is at ·twiligh t

OLAN JOHNSTON, liLA.

HIGHLIGHTS FROM THE TRENCHES.

( Probably the greatest inconvenience of the war, as far as Australian scholars are concerned, is that period of enforced inactivity-air-raid drill. Little discomfort is felt, since all are provided with cushions, but lack of employment tends to make them restless. During the recent practices many found occupations which could be carried on within the limited space of the trenches. Reading and knitting are always popular, but the less energetic have other diversions. Many find the trenches themselves full of interest, especially when budding geologists make experi- mental tests of the sides of the trenches, thereby causing minia- ture landslides. In opposition to the scientists, there are numerous social circles whose combined forces·, if unchecked, would effectively drown the "all-clear". Even these are no t proof against in- vading nature and all join in the excitement of the chase after some ill-fated insec t, whose capture would appear to neccessi- tate considerable confusion, highly detrimental to the useful- ness of camouflage covers. Despite the novelty of the practices, it can safely be stated that these sedentary pursuits are not pleasing to Australian youth, which finds three feet of trench a poor compensation for the loss of its accustomed freedom. -D.S., VI.

- JOAN CASWELL, V.

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IMPROMPTU.

In turning o'er the pages of my book, Your imaged v ision on the silken leaf Reminded me of something rare and beautiful: A precious jewel, awe-insp iring all Who are about you; your sweet face Did come to life, and seemed to overwhelm My undeveloped mind intc maturity For from that instant, I d iscover'd That your great· loveliness did overpower That of Cleopatra, and of Venus, too. Much sweeter 'tis than the irs by far, True innocence of charm surounds your face, For thou , 0 Clytie, art more be-autifu l Than any who has lived, or ever shall.

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-JOAN CASWELL, V.

JUDITH WAWN, V.

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