“The House of Alpha”
Goodwill is the monarch of this house, men
Unacquainted, enter, shake hands, exchange
Greetings and depart friends. Cordiality exist
Among all who abide within. I am the eminent
Expression of friendship. Character and
Temperament change under my dominant power.
Lives once touched by me become tuned and are
Thereafter amiable, kindly, fraternal.
I inspire the musician to play noble sentiments and
Assist the chemist to convert ungenerous
Personalities into individuals of great worth.
I destroy ignoble impulses. I constantly invoke
Principles which make for common brotherhood
And the echo resounds in all communities and
Princely men are thereby recognized. Education,
Health, music, encouragement, sympathy, laughter,
All these are species of interest given of self
Invested capital.
Tired moments find me a delightful treat, hours of
Sorrow, a shrine of understanding, at all times I am
Faithful to the creed of companionship, to a few,
I Am the castle of dreams, ambitious, successful,
Hopeful dreams. To many, I am the poetic palace
Where human feeling is rhymed to celestial
Motives; to the great majority, I am the treasury of
Good fellowship.
In fact, I am the college of friendship; the
University of brotherly love; the school for the
Better making of men.
I AM ALPHA PHI ALPHA!!!
"The House of Alpha"
Goodwill is the monarch of this house, men
Unacquainted, enter, shake hands, exchange
Greetings and depart friends. Cordiality exist
Among all who abide within. I am the eminent
Expression of friendship. Character and
Temperament change under my dominant power.
Lives once touched by me become tuned and are
Thereafter amiable, kindly, fraternal.
I inspire the musician to play noble sentiments and
Assist the chemist to convert ungenerous
Personalities into individuals of great worth.
I destroy ignoble impulses. I constantly invoke
Principles which make for common brotherhood
And the echo resounds in all communities and
Princely men are thereby recognized. Education,
Health, music, encouragement, sympathy, laughter,
All these are species of interest given of self
Invested capital.
Tired moments find me a delightful treat, hours of
Sorrow, a shrine of understanding, at all times I am
Faithful to the creed of companionship, to a few,
I Am the castle of dreams, ambitious, successful,
Hopeful dreams. To many, I am the poetic palace
Where human feeling is rhymed to celestial
Motives; to the great majority, I am the treasury of
Good fellowship.
In fact, I am the college of friendship; the
University of brotherly love; the school for the
Better making of men.
I AM ALPHA PHI ALPHA!!!
"The House of Alpha"
“Invictus”
Out of the night that covers me. Black as a pit from pole to pole. I thank whatever gods may be, For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance, I have not winced, nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance, My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears, “Looms” but the horror of the shade, And yet, the menace of the years, Finds, and shall find me unafraid. It matters not how straight the gate, How charged with punishment the scroll, I am the master of my fate; I am the captain of my soul. “Invictus”, -By Mr. William Ernest Henly- There Goes An Alpha Man
By: Peter Clarke There goes a man of high impulse, of princely mien and grace. There goes a man of humble faith, a credit to his race. There goes a man of conscious vast, with will to reach his goal. There goes a man of lordly rank of heroes stock and soul. There goes a man of noble cast whom hardship cannot break. There goes a man in merit clad, whom duty won't forsake. There goes a man of culture verse, who holds a sportsman's creed. There goes a man too vigilant to bow to lust or greed. There goes a man whose life is spent in service, not in scorn. There goes a man whose majesty shines like a may time morn. There goes a man who is a friend to love and duty truth. There goes a man to help uplift the lives of wholesome youth. There goes a man with industry and faith at his command. There goes the best man in or out for he's an Alpha Man. "There Goes An Alpha Man" “Don’t Quit” When things go wrong as they sometimes will. When the rode Your trudging seems all up-hill. When the fund$ are low and The debts are high. When you want smile, but have to sigh. When care is pressing you down a bit, rest, if you must, but Don’t you quit!! Life is queer with its twist and turns, as every one of us Sometime learn, and many a fellow turns about, when he might Have won had he stuck it out. Don’t give up, though the pace Seems slow, you may succeed with another blow. Often the goal is nearer than, it seems to a faint and faltering man. Often the struggler has given up when might he captures the victor’s cup. And he learned too late when the night came down, How close he was to the golden crown. Success is failure turned inside out, in a silver tent, in a cloud of doubt. When you never can tell how close you are. It may be near, When it seems afar. So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit, It’s when things seem worst that your mustn’t quit. “Don’t Quit” |
“IF”
By Mr. Rudyard Kipling If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, And make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, Or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet, don’t look too good, nor talk too wise, If you can dream –and not make dreams your master; If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build them up with worn-out tools; If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on, when there is nothing in you, Except the will which says to them; “Hold on!!” If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue Or walk with kings—nor lose the common touch, If neither foes, nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With 60 seconds worth of distance run; Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it, And which is more you’ll be a man, my son!!! IF -By Mr. Rudyard Kipling- “The Man Who Thinks He Can”
If you think you’re beaten, you are. If you think you dare not, you don’t. If you’d like to win, but think you can’t, It’s almost a cinch you won’t. If you think you’ll lose, you’ve lost. For out in the world we find, Success begins with a fellow’s will, It’s all a state of mind. If you think you’re out-classed, you are; You’ve got to think high to rise. You’ve got to be sure of yourself, If you ever want to obtain a prize. Life’s battles does not always go, To the stronger or faster man. But, soon or late, the man who wins, IS THE MAN WHO THINKS HE CAN!!! "The Man Who Think He Can" “The Test of a Man”
The test of man is the fight that he makes. The grit that he daily shows. The way that he stands upon his feet. And takes life’s numerous bumps and blows. A coward can smile, When there’s not to fear. And noting, his progress bars. But it takes a man to stand and cheer. While the other fellow stars. It isn’t the victory after all, But, the fight that a brother makes. A man when driven against the wall, still stands erect and takes the blows of fate. With his head held high. Bleeding, bruised, and pale!! Is the man who will win, fate defied, For he isn’t afraid to fail. “ The Test of a Man” -Author Unknown- |