The Sun.
London, England, 1853-06-10 00:00:00

The proceedings of this morning at the Sheldonian
Theatre were very much a repetition of those of Tues-
day, though less noisy and more tame. The procession
from the Radcliffe Library to the theatre was not so
numerous or brilliant, most of the bishops and a consi-
derable proportion of the distinguished visitors having
left Oxford. The area and galleries were little less
crowded than on the previous occasion, though the un-
der-graduates were not quite so clamorous. At eleven
o'clock the Earl of Derby entered and took his seat as
Chancellor, accompanied, as before, by the Bishops of
Oxford and St. Asaph's, the Earl of Malmesbury, the
Earl of Hardwicke, Lord Redesdale, Mr. Disraeli, M.P.,
Mr. Walpole, M.P., Sir J. Pakington, M.P., Sir E. L.
Bulwer, M.P., and those who were to receive the aca-
demic laurel. The first business was that of conferring
honorary degrees on the gentlemen named in the sub-
joined list :

The Hon. Joseph Randolph Ingersoll, Minister of the
United States.

The Hon. Martin Van Burn, formerly President of the
United States.

The Right Rev. George Jehosopbat Mountain, Bishop of
Quebec. _ _

The Right Rev. Charles Petit M'llvaine, Bishop of
Ohio.

The Right R. Charles Wordsworth, Bishop of St.
Andrew's.

Sir John Buller Yaide Buller, Bart., M.P.
Sir Edward Bulwer Lytton, Bart., M.P.
Sir Thomas Gladstone, Bart.
Sir Roderick Impey Murchison, F.R.S., Knight.
Sir Archibald Alison, Knight.
The Hon. Mr. Justice Haliburton.
Sir Charles Eastlake; Knight, President, of the Boys]
Academy.
Philip Pusey, Esq.

George Aleia:ndei: Hamilton, pig., M.P.
Colonel Muro, M.P.
. .

Charles Newdigate Newdegate, Esq., M.P.
_ .

Lieutenant-General Reeve.

Samuel Warren, Esq., Q.C.

Richard Bright, Esq., M.D.
Forbes Winslow, Esq., M.D.
George Grote, Esq.
Professor James D. Forbes.
Professor W. E. Aytoun.
John Henry Green, Esq.
William Thomas Braude, Esq., F.R.S.

The next feature of the proceedings, and the only one
which must distinguish them from those of Tuesday, was
the performance of the Installation Ode, by Mr. Claugh-
ton, the Professor of Poetry. It is a spirited composi-
tion, and rises up to, if it does not surpass, the ordinary
level of such effusions. It is as follows :

RECIT. (Tenor.)
" As when a mother home from far clime
Welcomes her son,
Who in the strife of men for masteries
By bold advent'rous deeds of high emprize
Rath well fulfill'd the promise of his prime—
Ev'n thus Oxonia welcomes back to day
With plaudits loud and pomp and bright array,
One who her fairest meed of praise bath won.
—Skilful erowhile to weave the flowers of song,
Ho wand'ring woo'd with soft Virgilian strains,
Isis, thy pleasant fields and groves among,
The tuneful Nine ;
And, duteous, offer'd here at Learning's shrine
The first fruits of his sweet poetic pains.
" But these delights his ardent soul forbore :
For well he knew
That whoso would achieve a nobler prize
And wield a mighty nation's destinies,
From heights serene the world's vast field must view;
Dwell with the pure and just in every age,
Drink in their burning words ; in histr'y's page
The wide far-stretching wondrous past explore;
Men, Maxims, countries, laws therewith compare;
Trace in th' ungoveru'd heart's deprav'd desires
The wasting fires
That desolated cities great and fair;
In peaceful happy states progressive see
The glorious dawn of Truth and Liberty.
RECIT. (Bass.)
" Nor yet alone within these ancient walls
Learnt lie this lore ;
For ore he loft his old ancestral halls,
Hung round with portraits of the good and groat,
Who in the storied itges long before
Imperill'd lands and life for England's state ;
Beheld from donjon keep and turret hoar
Spears wave like corn, and streams run red with
gore—
Oft, as from honoured lips their praise ho heard,
A spirit stirr'd
Within his youthful breast ; he felt the fire
Kindle through all his veins, the strong desire
To live as they had liv'd, for truth and good,
To strive as they had atriv'n, ov'n unto blood.
" For who of Stanley's line could ere forget
That woful day,
Remember'd still in many a mournful lay,
When Derby's Earl through Bolton's throngedstreet
On a vile palfrey rode, that death to meet,
Which he had courted oft on fields of strife,
The patriot's meed and crown. Ears tingle yet
To hear his words, the last on earth he spoke
Ere fell the stroke
Which tore that noble heart from love and life.
Thus sang the martyr, as his failing eye
Sought still, through death's dark mist, God's
Sanctuary.
SOLO AND CHORUS.
Prais'd be his Holy name for ever and ever. Amen.
Let the whole earth be filled with His Glory...
RECIT. (Tenor.)
" And where was she, thy mate and true compeer,t
When thou to God
Didst render up thy soul and kiss the rod ?
QUARTETT.
" In lonely sea-girt isle afar she sate
Waiting the dreary tidings of thy fate ;
Hemm'd in with traitors, full of grief and fear—
RECIT. (Bass.)
" Not as when erst in Lathom's leaguer'd tower,
Knowing that God could curb unrighteous power,
ijnmov'd she heard the storm of battle roar
The winds that whisper'ci round the citadel—
The waves that rippled on the rocky shore—
The sea-bird's shriek
Had something in its tone, that seem'd to tell
How traitors on her Lord their wrath did wreak.
AIR. (Tenor.)
" Shades of the mighty dead !
If in those spheres sublime
Where spirits rest from earthly toil and care,
Some dim and distant sense
Of mortal hopes and fears
Thrills through the peaceful mansion of the bleat—
" If, as on earth we trace
Through azure fields of light
The swift-revolving courses of the stars—
So souls that dwell apart
In mirrors clear behold
The ever-varying phase of human destiny.
" What sweeter purer joy
Can blessed spirits know,