I was expecting the poem that the Daily Illini printed every finals week--at least it did up to 1982 when I graduated. I saved a copy, but now cannot find it. Any old-timers recall that poem?
My mom saved this poem and sent it to me every finals season, on a handmade scroll. Here it is: And it came to pass, In the morning toward the last day of the semester, There arose a great multitude smiting the books and wailing, And there was much weeping and gnashing of teeth, For the day of judgment was at hand And they were sore afraid for they had left undone Those things which they ought to have done, And they had done Those things which they ought not to have done And there was no help for it. And there were many abiding in the dorms Who had kept watch over their books by night, But it availed them naught. But some there were who rose peacefully, For they had prepared themselves the way And made straight paths of knowledge. And these were known as the wise burners of the midnight oil. And to others they were known as “curve raisers.” And the multitude arose and ate a hearty breakfast. And they came onto the appointed place And their hearts were heavy. And they had come to pass, But some of them Repented of their riotous living and bemoaned their fate, But they had not a prayer. At the last hour there came among them One known as the instructor; and they feared exceedingly. He was of diabolical smile, And he passed papers among them and went his way. And many and varied were the answers given, For some of his teachings had fallen among fertile minds, Others had fallen along the fallows, While others had fallen flat. And some there were who wrote for one hour, Others for two, But some turned away sorrowful and many of these Offered a little bull in hopes of pacifying the instructor And these were the ones who had not a prayer. And when they had finished, They gathered up their belongings And went their way quietly, each in their own direction, And each vowing unto themself in this manner: "I shall not pass this way again."
@@betsyruckman2311 Yes!!! That’s IT!!! Thank you so much for typing all that in! It brought back a lot of good memories. Now, it is here for posterity!
Great video depicting the exam week ! My kid is there preparing for his finals. Just loved it !!!!
Love this one! These always make me smile and reminisce about my years there.
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Thank you Mr. Chancellor. My husband and I enjoyed your video.
These are adorable
Another job well done! These videos are always a bright spot at the end of the semester!
Gotta love a good Barry Houser cameo
Always look forward to the Chancellor’s videos ! Especially at holiday time !! 👍
Happy holidays, Chancellor Jones! Thank you for another great video!!
To all the students studying - you got this!
Good luck to y’all on your finals!
I was expecting the poem that the Daily Illini printed every finals week--at least it did up to 1982 when I graduated. I saved a copy, but now cannot find it. Any old-timers recall that poem?
My mom saved this poem and sent it to me every finals season, on a handmade scroll. Here it is:
And it came to pass,
In the morning toward the last day of the semester,
There arose a great multitude smiting the books and wailing,
And there was much weeping and gnashing of teeth,
For the day of judgment was at hand
And they were sore afraid for they had left undone
Those things which they ought to have done,
And they had done
Those things which they ought not to have done
And there was no help for it.
And there were many abiding in the dorms
Who had kept watch over their books by night,
But it availed them naught.
But some there were who rose peacefully,
For they had prepared themselves the way
And made straight paths of knowledge.
And these were known as the wise burners of the midnight oil.
And to others they were known as “curve raisers.”
And the multitude arose and ate a hearty breakfast.
And they came onto the appointed place
And their hearts were heavy.
And they had come to pass,
But some of them
Repented of their riotous living and bemoaned their fate,
But they had not a prayer.
At the last hour there came among them
One known as the instructor; and they feared exceedingly.
He was of diabolical smile,
And he passed papers among them and went his way.
And many and varied were the answers given,
For some of his teachings had fallen among fertile minds,
Others had fallen along the fallows,
While others had fallen flat.
And some there were who wrote for one hour,
Others for two,
But some turned away sorrowful and many of these
Offered a little bull in hopes of pacifying the instructor
And these were the ones who had not a prayer.
And when they had finished,
They gathered up their belongings
And went their way quietly, each in their own direction,
And each vowing unto themself in this manner:
"I shall not pass this way again."
@@betsyruckman2311 Yes!!! That’s IT!!! Thank you so much for typing all that in! It brought back a lot of good memories. Now, it is here for posterity!
My last final was December 1985; If I made it then I know that you can!!
Love my Alma Mater, UIUC. B.S. in computer engineering, 2006. Nice message. Wholesome.
Made me smile - such a great video!