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S e - z ’c u t y
Oakwood Evenings
(With apologies to Longfellow)
OOK back on our Oakwood evenings, Look back clearly without squinting,
See them stretch in endless numbers Passed but in a single moment.
Look on any Monday, Tuesda^q Wednesday, Thursday, even Friday.
Gaze into the Pine Cone windows, See the studious maidens bending, Bending o’er their History, English,
Mathematics, French, and Latin, Bending over endless lessons, (“Woman’s work is never done”);
Trying hard to capture iirmly Wisdom to make V'assar
—Even to wash Vassar windows !
Look into the lighted Acorn
Any care-free Saturday evening; Hear the blare of Peggy’s radio,
See the wildly dancing figures
Slip across the glistening, bare floor Slip, indeed, and sometimes land hard. Hard upon the glistening bare floor
—To the tune of Peggy’s radio.
Perfect silence rules all Oakwood As to Mrs. Downs we listen
Listen as she reads us poetry
Of the very newest moderns ;
V ery tense is all this silence, Broken only when a chair creaks, Broken only when the lady
Finishes her charming reading,
And the school partakes politely Of ice cream and divers cookies.