April 28. 1970
The N. C. Essay
Page 3
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Found in Old Saint Faul's Church^
Baltimore; date 1692
GO PLACIDLY AMID THE NOISE &
HASTE, & REMEMBER WHAT PEACE THERE
MAY BE IN SILENCE. AS FAR AS POSSIBLE
WITHOUT surrender be on good terms
with all persons. Speak your truth
quietly and clearly; and listen to
others, even the dull and ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter: for
always there will be greater and
lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy
your achievements as well as your
plans.
Keep interested in your own
career, however humble: it is a real
possession in the changing fortunes
of time. Exercise caution in your
business affairs; for the world is
full of trickery. But let this not
blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and ever3Twhere life is full of hero
ism.
Be yourself. Especially, do
not feign affection. Neither by
cynical about love; for in the face
of all aridity and disenchantment it
is perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the
years, gracefully surrendering
the things of youth. Nurture
strength of spirit to shield you in
sudden misfortune. But do not dis
tress yourself with imaginings. Many
fears are born of fatigue and lone
liness. Beyond a wholesome disci
pline, be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here. And whe
ther or not it is clear to you, no
doubt the universe is unfolding as
it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be, and
whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep
peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery and
broken dreams, it is still a
beautiful world. Be careful. Strive
to be happy.
What is a poem — an expression, but
only merely so—
A lyric that only another poet could
justly know?
Is it the extension of the soul, or
just reflections of a disturbed mind?
How do you treat a poet, evade him,
be unkind.
DRAMA DEPARTMENT ALUMNI NEWS
MARSH TAKES LEAD
by I. David Wood
Occasionally, "when one of us"
breaks into something big and worth
while it gives those of us remaining
here something to hold our heads up
about and be proud.
Recently, we've had much to
hold our heads up for. Even amid
R. Dale Catlett's blasts - calling
our campus "an establishment for
hippies" - our students have been
busy building a reputation for this
school that no one will be able to
close their eyes to. Several
articles in last week's Essay told
of members of our dance department
now holding important positions in
major ballet companies in the U.S.
This week, though the news is
not new to those of us on campus, *
those others who read our paper
should know that one of our former
students in Drama, Michele Marsh,
has been cast in the motion picture,
Fiddler On The Roof, by Norman
Jewison, the picture's director.
Michele auditioned, and re
auditioned for the part of one of
Teyve's daughters - and got it over
a thousand other hapeful actresses.
Exterior shooting will begin
in Yugoslavia in August.
Jewison expects to shoot through
December in Yugoslavia, then return
to London for nine weeks of "in
teriors". Jewison has made such
this week's staff box.
editor - anthony senter
michael ferguson
sandra williams
gwen spear
kathleen fitzgerald
sam barcelona
typist - Val Parker
advisor - anthony fragola
published weekly at the North
Carolina School of the Arts.
movies as In The Heat of The Night
and The Cincinnati Kid.
Michele has had many leading
roles at N.C.S.A. and while she was
with us, was our leading actress.
Some of her roles included Juliet in
Romeo and Juliet and the Marchioness
Matilda Spina in Enrico IV. She is
the daughter of Mr. Philip Buhler, a
faculty member in the Music Depart
ment.
WiI I anyone dream of carressing me?
Will I be destined never to let my love
flow free?
The thought of it swells in my breast.
Leaving an empty void of unrest.
What is a smile without someone r^v
noticing it?
What becomes of an enflamed heart
without someone sharing it?
If no one cares, why cause a cloud in
someone's sky?
Who cares my emotions but my dream
and I.
Esther Young
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sentation of the microcosm that was
Woodstock in which the myth of the W
Woodstock Nation becomes a metaphor
for the movement. It may or may not
be a record for posterity of a Golden
Age passed. This remains to be seen,
but Woodstock is a dynamic, meaningful
work. See it.
OUR AFFRECIATION
THE Nj:. essay STAFF would like to
sincerely thank Mr. Mark Popkin for
his excellent orchestra reviens. It
is our wish that more faculty mem
bers would contribute to the Essay in
such a constructive manner .