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CU Boulder pioneer was well-versed in love

CU Boulder pioneer was well-versed in love

Timothy William Stanton, who penned annual Valentineā€™s poems to his wife for nearly a half century,Ģżwas named the class poet of the second class to graduate from CU Boulder


By the time Timothy William Stanton graduated from the University of Colorado Boulder in 1883, heā€™d obviously made an impression upon the other six students in his class.Ģż

ā€œTimothy was named the class poet of the second class to graduate from CU Boulder,ā€ says his granddaughter Carolyn Wiseman, 83, of Ann Arbor, Mich., who graduated from CU in 1957 with a degree in home economics.Ģż

Stanton actually attended the inaugural day of classes at CU Boulder, Sept. 5, 1877, as a student in a college-prep program held in Old Main. After graduation, he went on to a stellar career in geology, earning a masterā€™s degree from CU in 1895 and heading the U.S. Geological Survey from 1930-35. Following his death in 1953,Ģżthe journal Science called Stanton ā€œone of the outstanding figures in American geology.ā€ĢżĢż

Timothy Stanton

Timothy William Stanton

Wisemans

The Wisemans

But his scientific career didnā€™t interfere with his poetic inclinations, and when he proposed to Grace Mabel Patten on Valentineā€™s Day, 1898, he did it in verse, delivered with a bouquet of pink roses:

A Valentine to Grace

ā€œBy Puritans and Protestants

ā€œNo Saintā€™s day is held dear

ā€œSave one, that is kept sacred

ā€œBy Lovers far and near.
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ā€œNo creed nor land confines it,

ā€œBut wherever hearts are true

ā€œThat day brings to their patron saint

ā€œThe homage that is due.
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ā€œEach follower lays his offering

ā€œBefore the shrine that he erects

ā€œIn the form of that fair maiden

ā€œWhom his loving heart selects.ā€
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ā€œAnd so, my rhymes I offer,

ā€œMy flowers, all thatā€™s mine ā€”Ģż

ā€œMyself, if youā€™ll accept me,

ā€œTo be your Valentine.ā€
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She accepted, and for every year of their life together, Stanton composed a Valentineā€™s Day poem for her.

ā€œI have never been able to find a sufficient excuse for breaking the habit that was then formed,ā€ he told his daughter Grace Stanton Fansherā€”Carolyn Wisemanā€™s motherā€”in 1941 for a self-published memoir and poetry collection,ĢżEighty Years of Joy and Gladness (Mingled with Some Work and Sadness.

With just a single gap for missing verses (1910), the family managed to save all Stantonā€™s Valentineā€™s verses to his wife. A few excerpts:

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The Sweetest Kiss

Feb. 14, 1909
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ā€œWhen Grace first let her lips meet mine

ā€œAnd said sheā€™d be my Valentine

ā€œI thought that neā€™er again such bliss

ā€œCould come to one from any kiss.ā€
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After Thirty Years

Feb. 14, 1928
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ā€œ1898

ā€œA question, an answer

ā€œA promise, a kiss

ā€œA moment of silence

ā€œOf rapture and bliss.
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ā€œ1928

ā€œThat day is far distant

ā€œBut still it seems near

ā€œFor joys eā€™er recurring

ā€œHave shortened each year.ā€

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Home

Feb. 14, 1946
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ā€œHome might be in the distant Rockies

ā€œOr in California by the Sea.

ā€œHome might be in Montgomery County

ā€œOr in S Street in the D.C.

ā€œHome might be in a foreign country

ā€œOr in Heaven where some day it will be

ā€œYes, wherever Grace may be staying,Ģż

ā€œThat is home for me.ā€

That last was the last of Stantonā€™s Valentineā€™s love letters to his wife. Grace Stanton died on July 10, 1946.Ģż

ā€œWriting a poem to her every Valentineā€™s day, thatā€™s pretty romantic,ā€ says Wiseman, who with her husband John Wiseman (Pharmā€™57) established the Stanton Endowed Scholarship in geology in 2017 to honor her grandfather.

A few of Stantonā€™s non-Valentineā€™s verses are also collected in the memoir, including one about his daughter Grace, Wisemanā€™s mother, the first two stanzas of which read:

Miss What-For

ā€œā€™What for?ā€™ is the question that Baby Grace asks

ā€œAbout everything under the sun,

ā€œAnd eā€™en when reminded of nice little tasks

ā€œThe answer must come before theyā€™re done.

ā€œā€˜The birds have no arms, Momma dear, such as mine

ā€œā€˜What for do they differ from me?

ā€œā€˜What for do you kiss me so much at one time?

ā€œā€˜Iā€™ll have to give back two or three.ā€™ā€

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He was always writing poetry,ā€ says Wiseman, who will celebrate her 64th wedding anniversary in September. ā€œIā€™m sure thatā€™s why he was the class poet at CU.ā€