ODE
AT
THE
INSTALLATION
OF
HIS
GRACE
AUGUSTUS
HENRY
FITZROY
,
DUKE
OF
GRAFTON
,
CHANCELLOR
OF
THE
UNIVERSITY
.
JULY
1
,
MDCCLXIX
.
BY
MR.
GRAY
.
AIR
.
"
HENCE
,
avaunt
,
(
'tis
holy
ground
)
"
Comus
,
and
his
midnight-crew
,
"
And
Ignorance
with
looks
profound
,
"
And
dreaming
Sloth
of
pallid
hue
,
"
Mad
Sedition's
cry
profane
,
"
Servitude
that
hugs
her
chain
,
"
Nor
in
these
consecrated
bowers
"
Let
painted
Flattery
hide
her
serpent
train
in
flowers
.
CHORUS
.
"
Nor
Envy
base
,
nor
creeping
Gain
"
Dare
the
Muse's
walk
to
slain
,
"
While
bright-ey'd
Science
watches
round
:
"
Hence
,
away
,
'tis
holy
ground
!
"
RECITATIVE
.
From
yonder
realms
of
empyrean
day
Bursts
on
my
ear
th'
indignant
lay
:
There
sit
the
sainted
Sage
,
the
Bard
divine
,
The
Few
,
whom
Genius
gave
to
shine
Through
every
unborn
age
,
and
undiscovered
clime
.
(
accomp
.
)
Rapt
in
celestial
transport
they
,
Yet
hither
oft
a
glance
from
high
They
send
of
tender
sympathy
To
bless
the
place
,
where
on
their
opening
soul
First
the
genuine
ardor
stole
.
'Twas
Milton
struck
the
deep-toned
shell
,
And
,
as
the
choral
warblings
round
him
swell
,
Meek
Newton's
self
bends
from
his
state
sublime
,
And
nods
his
hoary
head
,
and
listens
to
the
rhyme
.
AIR
"
Ye
brown
o'er-arching
groves
,
"
That
Contemplation
loves
,
"
Where
willowy
Camus
lingers
with
delight
!
"
Oft
at
the
blush
of
dawn
"
I
trod
your
level
lawn
,
"
Oft
woo'd
the
gleam
of
Cynthia
silver-bright
"
In
cloisters
dim
,
far
from
the
haunts
of
Folly
,
"
With
Freedom
by
my
side
,
and
soft-ey'd
Melancholy
.
RECITATIVE
.
But
hark
!
the
portals
sound
,
and
pacing
forth
With
solemn
steps
and
slow
,
High
Potentates
and
Dames
of
royal
birth
And
mitred
Fathers
in
long
order
go
:
Great
Edward
Edward
III
.
gave
the
old
foundation
of
Trinity
College
.
with
the
lillies
on
his
brow
From
haughty
Gallia
torn
,
And
sad
Chatillon
,
Founded
Pembroke
Hall
.
She
married
an
earl
of
Pembroke
,
who
was
killed
in
a
tournament
on
his
wedding-day
.
on
her
bridal
morn
That
wept
her
bleeding
love
,
and
princely
Clare
Founded
Clare
Hall
.
Her
father
the
earl
of
Glocester
married
a
daugh
ter
of
Edward
I.
,
And
Anjou's
Heroine
Margaret
of
Anjou
,
wife
of
Henry
VI
.
foundress
of
Queen's
College
.
,
and
the
paler
Rose
Elizabeth
Wodeville
,
wife
of
Edward
IV
.
augmented
and
improved
the
last
mentioned
college
.
,
The
rival
of
her
crown
,
and
of
her
woes
,
And
either
Henry
there
,
The
murther'd
Saint
Henry
VI
.
founder
of
King's
College
.
,
and
the
majestic
Lord
Henry
VIII
.
enrich
d
and
enlarged
Trinity
College
.
That
broke
the
bonds
of
Rome
.
(
accomp
.
)
(
Their
tears
,
their
little
triumphs
o'er
,
Their
human
passions
now
no
more
,
Save
Charity
,
that
glows
beyond
the
tomb
)
All
that
on
Granta's
fruitful
plain
Rich
streams
of
regal
bounty
pour'd
,
And
bad
these
aweful
fanes
and
turrets
rise
,
To
hail
their
Fitzroy's
festal
morning
come
;
And
thus
they
speak
in
soft
accord
The
liquid
language
of
the
skies
.
QUARTETTO
.
"
What
is
Grandeur
,
what
is
Power
?
"
Heavier
toil
,
superior
pain
.
"
What
the
bright
reward
we
gain
?
"
The
grateful
memory
of
the
Good
.
"
Sweet
is
the
breath
of
vernal
shower
,
"
The
bee's
collected
treasures
sweet
,
"
Sweet
music's
melting
fall
,
but
sweeter
yet
"
The
still
small
voice
of
Gratitude
.
RECITATIVE
.
Foremost
and
leaning
from
her
golden
cloud
The
venerable
Margaret
see
!
"
Welcome
,
my
noble
son
,
(
she
cries
aloud
)
"
To
this
,
thy
kindred
train
,
and
me
:
"
Pleas'd
in
thy
lineaments
we
trace
"
A
Tudor's
fire
The
bloods
of
the
Stuarts
and
of
the
Tudors
were
united
by
the
mar
riage
of
a
King
of
Scotland
to
a
daughter
of
Henry
VII
.
,
a
Beaufort's
The
father
of
the
last
named
king
,
married
the
daughter
of
Beaufort
Duke
of
Somerset
.
grace
.
AIR
.
"
Thy
liberal
heart
,
thy
judging
eye
,
"
The
flower
unheeded
shall
descry
,
"
And
bid
it
round
heaven's
altars
shed
"
The
fragrance
of
its
blushing
head
:
"
Shall
raise
from
earth
the
latent
gem
"
To
glitter
on
the
diadem
.
RECITATIVE
.
"
Lo
,
Granta
waits
to
lead
her
blooming
band
,
"
Not
obvious
,
not
obtrusive
,
she
"
No
vulgar
praise
,
no
venal
incense
flings
;
"
Nor
dares
with
courtly
tongue
refin'd
"
Profane
thy
inborn
royalty
of
mind
:
"
She
reveres
herself
and
thee
.
"
With
modest
pride
to
grace
thy
youthful
brow
"
The
laureate
wreath
that
Cecil
wore
she
brings
,
"
And
to
thy
just
,
thy
gentle
hand
"
Submits
the
fasces
of
her
sway
,
"
While
spirits
blest
above
and
men
below
"
Join
with
glad
voice
the
loud
symphonious
lay
.
GRAND
CHORUS
.
"
Thro'
the
wild
waves
as
they
roar
,
"
With
watchful
eye
and
dauntless
mien
"
Thy
steady
course
of
honour
keep
,
"
Nor
fear
the
rocks
,
nor
seek
the
shore
:
"
The
star
of
Brunswick
smiles
serene
,
"
And
gilds
the
horrors
of
the
deep
.