On Learning that Radcliffe Votes Chaste Farewells

Had we but world enough and time.

This coyness, Radcliffe, were no crime.

We would sit down and think of ways

To Spread our love o'er many days.

Thou should by sluggish Charles' side.

With New Directions as your guide.

The fate of men and books decide.

And damn the old with comments suide.

But college days are all too short.

And not too long may we cavort.

The derm's a fine and private place.

But neon henceforth shall there embrace.

Since at our back we always fear

The curfew hour drawing near.

For parting passions time compressed.

Are crudely felt and all expressed.

And chilly as the good Dean's breast

Is Boston's winter at its best.

The cold stone steps outside the houses

Have not the atmosphere which rouses.

The feeling 'waked by well filled blesses.

(Line censored) Ed

If we can't make the clock stand still.

We'll go to Wheaten Damn we will!! Richard W. Burke '49.   Bernard A. Edison '49.   Hartly Fleischmann '49.   Andrew Marvell ocC