Great asterisk to mark the "poetic license."  This is the very first grammatical irregularity we've noticed that a yearbook editor was also aware of.  From Rhode Island State's 1907 yearbook.

"The days linger on through [sic] the halls are sealed speechless as though they were some hugh [sic] necropolis."  From Lenoir Rhyne's 1974 yearbook.

Thermometers have feelings, too.  From St. Nicholas, 1915.

This poem is a Googlewhack.  "My pretty glass tower's afire on top; t'will burn for three hours and then it will stop.  While it's afire my book shall be read.  But I'll put out the flame when I jump into bed."  From St. Nicholas, 1886.

From The Redwood magazine (Santa Clara), 1903.

From St. Nicholas magazine, 1916.

From Wizardry Gaiden: The Second Episode: Curse of the Ancient Emperor handbook.

It's a Googlewhack to this day: "To see how color flies through kaleidoscopic eyes, you must start the spinning gyre and consure each day in fire."  From Hollins' 1962 yearbook.

By Helene Coogan.  From Coraddi, 1931.

Two pronunciations of "row."  From Kansas State's 1907 yearbook.

From Woroni, 1983.

"Some ships go East and others West, / While the selfsame breezes blow; / It's the set of the sails and not the gales / That bids them where to go. / Like the winds of the seas / Are the ways of the Fates, / As we journey on through life; / It's the set of the soul / That determines the goal, / And not the storms and strife."  From Salem's 1929 yearbook.

In the late 1800s, children were taught early that people look like dogs.  From Pittypat and Tippytoe by Eugene Field, 1896.

That is a cat respectable,

Connectable

With selectable

Felines respectable,

Whose names would make you quiver.

That is a cat of piety,

Not satiety,

But sobriety.

Its very purr is of piety

And thanks to its Feline Giver.

—Sinclair Lewis

Photo from Northeastern's 1972 yearbook.

"The pleasant books, that silently among our household treasures take familiar places, and are to us as if a living tongue spake from the printed leaves or pictured faces."

From East Carolina's 1930 yearbook.

"My Life Like a Feather Pillow."  From Tenderloin Times, April-May 1981.

We encountered a charming wizard's song in "What If a Witch?" by Elaine McQueen (Ethos, 1964). 

I came from there

and now I'm here

and tomorrow I'll be

I don't know where ...

I'm a flunk at ghosts

I can't make toasts

and instead of boiling

my cauldron roasts ...

My name is ___,

a wizard by whim.

I spin magic marvels

when daytime grows dim ...

But you're all so friendly

I'll try to be good

and put all my magic

away in the wood.

"'And the stately ships go on / To their haven under the hill' — / Freighted with joys of banished years / The port of fond memory to fill."  From Salem's 1929 yearbook.

In the second line, we find "corse," the original spelling of "corpse."  The p, eventually added in honor of the Latin corpus, was initally silent.

From Peter Homunculus by Gilbert Cannan, 1909.

"What has he done?  I cannot say.  We'll find out to-morrow, and beat him today."  A century later, this isn't a nonsense rhyme but the way our "justice" system works.  From Nursery Rhymes, illustrated by Claud Lovat Fraser, 1922.