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Denver Public School
District No. 9
Denver, Delaware Co., New York
1913 - 1914
Harry B. Stewart
Teacher
School Officers
Irving Morrison Trustee
George Roberts Collector
Charles Morse Clerk
Pupils
Bruce H. Roberts
Detha Roberts
Gladys Eignor
Grant Finch
George B. Morse
Irene Finch
Jesse Finch
Leo Morse
Leeland Shultis
Merton Morse
Mildred L. Walker
Mabel Hammond
Sadie L. Kelly
Weldon Morse
A FAREWELL
My fairest child, I have no song to give you;
No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray;
Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you
For every day.
Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever;
Do noble things, not dream them, all day long;
And so make life, death, and that vast forever
One grand, sweet song.
- Charles Kingsley
DARE TO DO RIGHT
Dare to do right! Dare to be true!
You have a work that no other can do'
Do it so bravely, so truly, so well,
Angels will hasten the story to tell.
Dare to do right! Dare to be true!
Other men's failures can never save you;
Stand by your conscience, your honor, your faith;
Stand like a hero, and battle till death.
- George L. Taylor
BRING BACK MY SCHOOL DAYS TO ME
When beautiful school days are over
And grown men and women are we,
Tho gone, we will think of them ever
O, bring back my school days to me!
We long for our playmates of childhood
Who played with us day after day,
And little we dreamt how we loved them
Until they had gone far away.
O, beautiful, beautiful school days -
O, could your sweet mem'ry remain,
Thro all of our pleasures and sorrows,
And bring back our school days again!
Give love, and love to your life will flow,
A strength in your utmost need;
Have faith and a score of hearts will show
Their faith in your word and deed.
For life is the mirror of king and slave,
'Tis just what we are and do;
Then give to the world the best you have,
And the best will come back to you.
- Madeline Bridges
STEP BY STEP
Heaven is not reached at a single bound;
But we build the ladder by which we rise
From the lowly earth to the vaulted skies,
And we mount to its summit round by round.
I count this thing to be grandly true;
That a noble deed is a step toward God,
Lifting the soul form the common clod
To a purer air and broader view.
- J. G. Holland
TODAY
Here hath been dawning another blue day:
Think, wilt thou let it slip useless away?
Out of Eternity, at night will return.
Behold it aforetime no eye ever did;
So soon it forever from all eyes is hid.
Here hath been dawning another blue day:
Think, wilt thou let it slip useless away?
- Thomas Carlyle
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