CONGRATULATORY ADDRESSES RECITED IN THE THEATRE, OXFORD, AT THE INSTALLATION OF HIS GRACE THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON, CHANCELLOR OF THE UNIVERSITY, M DCCC XXXIV. OXFORD, PUBLISHED BY J. VINCENT. I. IF, when across the autumnal heaven, The rude winds draw their restless shroud, Shepherds by their mountain hold, Trace it through the tempest's fold: Even such, in records dark of care and crime, Bright names of Heroes glow, that gem the days of old. II. When ours are days of old, Whom will our children's children name Of every wave that curls the main Where at burning noon repose A 2 |