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I am the secret for which mankind

has sought;

Yet you who possess me prize me not.

I am the magic formula searched for

in vain;

You who have lost me desire me again.

I am the freckle-faced boy across the

aisle;

I am the pigtailed girl with the smile.

I am the pencils, the papers, and books;

I am the treasw·es buried in nooks.

I am the gleam in those bright blue

eyes;

I am the laughter that never dies.

I am the baseball games in the park;

I am the lovers who stroll after dark.

I am the coke , . M. P ',and

phosphates;

I am the parties, the dances, and dates.

I am the rapture of a first formal

dance;

I am a boy's first pair of long pants.

I am the dreams of lads and lasses;

I am the ideas conceived in classes.

I am the heart that is young and free;

I am the seed of democracy.

There is no secret formula to keep me

with you always;

There is no magic word to say to

posse s me all your days.

There i this loving Janus, which will

do the next best thing–

Review the events of me, Youth, and

happy memories bring.

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Virgil Marcinkevich '48

Editor-in-Chief

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