Regis College - Mount Regis Yearbook (Weston, MA)

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Intermezzo for Blithe Spirits The Royal Road to Learning is exemplified in the regality of our Poplar Drive, where the rain-washed leaves of the trees reflect the light of the sun like myriads of diamonds. Resembling stalwart members of the Swiss Guard, the tall, slender poplars stand like faithful sentries, untiring in their watch over all who journey between their stately rows, where the sun sifts through the shade. Their great height dwarfs all things that pass beneath them; thus, they do God’s work silently by reminding man of his littleness. In Autumn, Winter, or Spring the Poplar Drive is a much-frequented scene. Leisure hours find Regisites sauntering companionably along this main-travelled path on the way to or from Weston or probably just out for a walk. Regis Hall, backdrop of splendor for the beauty of the fore- ground, early became a favorite rendezvous for our leisure hours. Within its companionable walls are contained beloved memories of friendly suppers by candlelight, sociable discussions while grouped around the flickering light of the fireplace. The broad, graceful stair- case was the perfect setting for the Fashion Show, featuring many charming members of ’44. High on the hilltop under the porticoes, a scene of indescribable beauty unrolls before our enrap- tured gaze — in Autumn a riot of color from the brush of the Eternal Painter, in Winter the virginal white of a snow-covered country- side — two varieties of invariable Nature. Poplar Drive — In Shadow of Leaves and Sundrops

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Recreation and Research The day is done and the darkness falls from the wings of night as the deep purple twilight descends softly on Regis, covering the Campus and Parterre with its dusky shadows. The horizon becomes almost indistinguish- able, as the landscape and sky merge as into a single substance. Familiar outlines ol the columns, supporting the beacon lights of the Parterre, are faintly obscured, although remaining still familiar in their dimness. Students, slowly wending their way back to College Flail, after a full and busy day at classes, pause for a moment as silvery chimes of the Angelus are heard, carol- ing the end of another page in our short-story of life at Regis. A comparatively new addition laboratory is now an indispensable part of Regis. At any time of day future Pasteurs, Curies, or Carrels may be observed trekking down the hill to the Sanctuary of Scien- tists, eager to delve into the mys- teries of the science of their choice and emerge victoriously full of technical explanations of what makes the world go round. After four brief years of test and experiment, of mixing the necessary elements of comradeship, shared laughter, joys, and sometimes tears, our equation balances and we have the desired compound — cherished memories, lifelong friendships. to our Campus, the attractive science Sanctuary of Scientists

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Through Portals of the Parterre to Regis Hall — Grandeur , Strength , and Grace Blended in Stately Concord