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extracted text: Make Mine Walk in Loneliness by romeo s. florendo Yesterday, we were together in merriment, in daughter. The sun, the moon, the stars all envied us in our happiness... Today, we are apart in sorrow, in anguish. The sun, the moon, the stars ¿ill look down on my solitude. . . Tomorrow, we shall hold an endless stream of hopes and more hopes, ‘till we are one again I shall walk in loneliness... Fishing Follies by f. ® • Williamson Some fish by the sea Some fish by the river You bet w’ot they fish, Fishes althogether. But some one says, I too can fish Where? you would ask. By the Burnham Park. Another ventured too, I fish not in water. Where? we were curious. Right here by the stairs. Page 24 V ERSE S Ode To a Sampaguita (On being given as a remembrance) by Fe L. Cid You came to me as a token of a pleasant memory. You brought a message from a loving friend so near but yet so far away. For a while I shunned you. For why shouldn’t I, when all the world had gone to smash with nothing much to do ‘cept to sit and brood O’er life’s unpleasant mood? True, you had no life (when you came) But now I know, that life could be lasting if it were made sublime and lived with a meaning! that one could be alive, though dead, if, departing leave behind him patterns for noble existence! I’d like to make amends. To me, you are a poem. Then you must have a song, I shall keep your vibrant tune and let your melody linger on. And what do you get there? We asked. A gloat, a stare— And (he added) legs all together. THE GOLD ORE
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