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Do you believe that "to have a friend is to be one"? Then, why
THE QUIET CORNER
not say with me that "to have a homelike dormitory is to have a
homelike spirit within one." You will find that the easiest way is to O I've fitted up a quiet place in the corner of my heart!
start in your own room; a big rocker, fresh, dainty curtains, a cheery Its four walls are of friendship and for you it's set apart.
table cover and scarfs harmonizing with hangings and rugs, a few There's a hearth-fire lighted in it, glowing bright as bright can be,
good pictures well placed, and you lack but one thing—and that one Now won't you stay awhile each day, and just be glad with me?
thing is the flame! Please, please, have the flame! For the flame
is but a cheery, heartfelt greeting, a spirit of fellowship and good The Editor is glad over the reception of " The Quiet Corner" by its
will. I t is the secret of a happy dormitory, the home spirit! readers. She has felt a warm glow of congeniality and friendship
upon reading the letters and suggested poems of interested Alpha O's.
ELEANOR MANNING, K '19.
The following letters are sufficient introduction for the poems
I which follow:
The little worries which we meet each day,
May be as stumblingblocks across our way, 503 University PI.,
Or we may make them stepping-stones to be Syracuse, N . Y.,
Of grace, O Lord, to Thee! November 27, 1916.
—A. E. Hamilton. Dear Miss Chase:
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Life is a rosary, Our To DRAGMAS have just arrived and I feel as though I must
Strung with the beads write immediately and tell you how delighted I am with our new
Of little deeds, department, "The Quiet Corner." And how well named it is, too!
Done humbly, Lord, as unto Thee! In the hurry and rush of our busy college life too seldom do we take
the time for a "quiet hour" or even a quiet minute, I ' m afraid. I am
sending a poem which I read last summer, and which especially
appealed to me. Perhaps some other Alpha O's who "have loved
life" would enjoy it too.
Fraternally yours,
H E L E N F. SCHRACK, X '17.
A SONG OF LIVING
Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die,
I have sent up my gladness on wings, to be lost in the blue of the sky.
I have run and leapt with the rain, I have taken the wind to my breast.
My cheek like a drowsy child to the face of the earth I have prest.
Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die.
I have kissed young Love on the lips, I have heard his song to the end,
I have struck my hand like a seal in the loyal hand of a friend,
I have known the peace of Heaven, the comfort of work done well,
I have longed for death in the darkness, and risen alive out of hell.
Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die.
I give a share of my soul to the world where my course is run,
I know that another will finish the task I must leave undone;
I know that no flower, no tint, was in vain on the path I trod,
As one looks on a face through the window, through life I have looked
on God
Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die,
Amelia Josephine Burr.
