Massachusetts College of Art and Design - Palette and Pen Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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own state, geaching, of those early tl the ideals TIC futureg a and zeal of ying, found hool. That ne stepping- fast, so that he lustre of nrtunities of ,fears which every loyal iuture, even .ents of the mplishments, Art School. ls sl' ji E F l l 'I N...-....-.-..4......... .- f I 1 i, Q v li l I I l 1 4 l Cur Dean Anal the elements so mixed in him, that Nature might stand up, and say to all the world, 'This is a man!' V -.-.--X M l 1. . ,isa l ,yy 5 'ilv---a-'ian-mf-w f'-...s..a: 5 --:rig f - V- . 'ii

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issed g 7 s past, xS e? ll! Have you crossed the cordial threshold just beneath lVlinerva's glance Through those noble Grecian doorways with their gems of blackened Up the rich Sienna stairway, past the lion monarchs there And those fair symbolic panels of Chevannes' murals rare? lslave you found the hidden arcade, like a bit of quaint old Spain Where the simple marble basin mirrors flashing fountain vain? l lave you journeyed with Sir Galahad 'round the famous Abbey friezeg llave you seen his Holy vision, have you lived his quest for peace? Have you stood in mute submission in the grace of Sargent Hall Pondering o'er the power of genius as it answers to the call Of the artists subtle longing to present the truth of Beauty, 'foiling ceaselessly and hopeful on the stern pathway of Duty? l lave you seen the modest splendor of the Plaza's grace serene And those mystic gilded lanterns above hardy evergreeng Have you seen the flaming window-panes like dainty cameo All shimmering in the fading light-as jewels in a row? O rose and pearl and turquoise-was ever sunset kinder 'l'han when the Plaza gay becomes a fairyland reminder? l lave you seen the rugged spire of the church of Trinity Rising from the restless city with a quiet dignity? l lave you seen its studded outline and the roseate glow of sunlight 'l'hat enfolds each tower and turret-as the day melts into twilightg And those silent sepia caverns with their tales of sculptured stone And the shadowy columned cloister, where fair nuns might pray alone? Within-we feel the reverence of the worship decades past And the stillness like a curtain that some holiness has cast O'er the flickering, sacred altar and those quiet aisles of prayer, - Now-we hear the rhythmic anthems filling every crevice there, .-Xnd the solemn, pulsing grandeur that enfolds this house of God- bronzeg Breathes the steadfast, dauntless purpose of the men whom there have trod! l lave you seen the ceaseless phantom of the eager, restless throngg joyous, careworn, youthful, aged,-all in turn they pass along: Some are lonely, some are weary, faces hiding aching hearts, Some are smiling, some are grieving, each must play his destined part, Some see but the sombre pavement and the beckoning call of Duty- Would they pause amid the clamor and uplift their eyes to Beauty? 'lf fi .el gl' ll? 1,1 ki.: A . i 'V -t f l t wel 'i' , ' QLAA Q f ,ff-llfg lt. . lf? ..z1u:eariiu,iafji-, 'i7,'ll'I Y. 4- -' llfhl-A V. 4 ff 744. 'N Q- : N ll -' tr ' Ft- ?i'wggf'5is' iw,-. tiki' . Nl 551 gf Nl, ' all ?,W,:frg'r . 43 rf jig? 1 J.. .'-A ' -J ' ' 9- . '-,ef-4 E' .f Lf F-gtg? . if 1 X. ' ?'? ?i45 ' ' ' ug., 'l 'Uigiiil L, .-'f f nal x-,gk , , ,'. f ffif,-11 Q ji' F317 'F5it.l lf, 1 -. ,Aj , - t, E.. :isa s gpg: ,U 1 Liwlfg 1, C12 A 5 2' as t it -s 1 t -4-u,' 'rl --.k'. ,'4,. ., lu- 14 .c fl if ,X ,fm vu Q. N111 4 ul,-4. -xy EMILY f'.',l':v. --Lf 'THL OLD 145en.iwm-cw ' -' 7 ' 1. mm lttzrwrt, 3.13,