Congratulatory addresses recited in the theatre, Oxford, at the installation of ... the duke of Wellington, chancellor of the university

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Page 25 - Tis well ! from this day forward we shall know That in ourselves our safety must be sought ; That by our own right hands it must be wrought ; That we must stand unpropped, or be laid low.
Page 44 - And, when the stream Which overflowed the soul was passed away, A consciousness remained that it had left, Deposited upon the silent shore Of memory, images and precious thoughts, That shall not die, and cannot be destroyed.
Page 52 - Long may her sons, from Learning's classic grove, Around thee throng to honour — and to love. The helm may rust, the laurel bough may fade, Oblivion's grasp may blunt the Victor's blade, But that bright, holy wreath which Learning gives, Untorn by hate, unharm'd by envy, lives — Lives through the march of Tempest and of Time, Dwells on each shore, and blooms in every clime : Wide as the space that fills yon airless blue, Pure as the breeze, and as eternal too, Fair as the night-star's eve-awaken'd...
Page 2 - ... matron breast endure The treasur'd gems, thy youth's delight and pride : Firm Loyalty, serene and fond, Wearing untir'd her lofty bond ; Awful Reverence, bending low Where'er the heavens their radiance throw : And Wisdom's mate, Simplicity, That in the gloom dares trust the guiding arm on high— These, of old thy guardians tried, Daily kneeling at thy side, And wont by night to fan thy vigil fires — We feel them hovering now around th
Page 2 - But them, my Mother ! green as erst and pure Thy willows wave, thy meeting waters glide ; Untarnish'd on thy matron breast endure The treasur'd gems, thy youth's delight and pride : Firm Loyalty, serene and fond, Wearing untir'd her lofty bond ; Awful Reverence, bending low Where'er the heavens their radiance throw : And Wisdom's mate, Simplicity, That in the gloom dares trust the guiding arm on high— These, of old thy guardians tried, Daily kneeling at thy side, And wont by night to fan thy vigil...
Page 52 - ... love. The helm may rust, the laurel bough may fade, Oblivion's grasp may blunt the Victor's blade, But that bright, holy wreath which Learning gives, Untorn by hate, unharm'd by envy, lives — Lives through the march of Tempest and of Time, Dwells on each shore, and blooms in every clime : Wide as the space that fills yon airless blue, Pure as the breeze, and as eternal too, Fair as the night-star's eve-awaken'd ray, But with no morn to chase its fires away. 'Tis thine ! 'tis thine ! behold,...
Page 4 - ... the assembly gave him full satisfaction in the particulars required by him, the lord lieutenant, about the middle of December, which was the end of the year 1650, by the new account, embarked himself in a small vessel for France, after he had refused to receive a pass from Ireton, who offered it; choosing rather to trust the seas and the winds, in that rough and boisterous season of the year, than to receive an obligation from the rebels...
Page 2 - Or in the words of another poet, who speaks with the affection of a son of Oxford, But thou, my mother, green as erst and pure, Thy willows wave, thy meeting waters glide : Untarnished on thy matron breast endure The treasured gems, thy youth's delight and pride ; Firm Loyalty, serene and fond, Wearing untired her lofty bond ; Awful Reverence bending low Where'er the heavens their radiance throw : And Wisdom's mate, Simplicity, That in the gloom dares trust the guiding...

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