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...program will be as follows: Ave Verum Des Tres Glory to God in the Highest Pergolesi Ecce Quomodo Moritur Iustus Palaestrina Ecce Jam Noctis Chadwick To All you Ladies Now a Hand Schmitt I Hear a Harp Brahms Salamaleikum Cornelius Dainty, Fine, Sweet Nymph Morley The Broken Melody Sibelius Serenade Haydn Cavalier Song Stanford
Whereas, it has pleased Almighty God In His infinite wisdom to take from us our friend and classmate, Melvin Henry Dennis...
...Christmas spirit is contagious, old Scrooge found that out; and so do we all as the great day approaches. We find ourselves humming snatches of tune, and surprised roommates catch fragments like "God rest ye merry, Gentlemen," "Silent night," and "Hark the herald . . ." The Christmas carols are the good old outlet for Christmas spirit. People have sung them ever since "thou" and "thee" were in everyday conversation. In the old days little bands of waits went from house to house to sing before the lighted candle. Nowadays we set up artificial evergreens in public parks, and whole communities gather round...
...Museum, though last year the University concert was not held till the middle of February. The men taking the trip will leave the South Station at 1 o'clock. The complete program is as follows: Come, Thou, Oh Come, Bach Cantate Domino, Hassler Ave Verum, Des Pres Glory to God in the Highest, Pergolesi Dainty, Fine, Sweet Nymph, Morley I Hear a Harp, Brahms Song From Ossian's Fingal, Brahms Salamaleikum, Cornelius Cavaller Song, Villiers-Stanford On the Water, Mendelssohn Let Their Celestial Concerts All Unite, Handel
Thenceforth, although clear-visioned and a God's evangelist, she must bear with the mockery of her countrymen. Only Coroebus, though he himself can not believe, does not mock. So alone with him upon the sands, . . . she lifted up her eyes Dimed with the tears of unborn prophecies, and spoke her knowledge, foretelling the ruin of her city, in words that lack neither dignity nor inspiration. And as she finishes they hear the ships. The passage that concludes the poem is filled with the very breath of Night, and the fearful charm of a faintly broken silence...