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LONDON, SATURDAY EVENING, JUNE 14, 1834.

INSTALLATION OF THE DUKE OF

WELLINGTON.

(From the Correspondent of a Morning Contemporary. )
OXFORD, JUNE 13.
I have just heard from a gentleman who was pre-
sent a few particulars of the events which took place
at the dinner given yesterday to the Duke of Welling-
ton, at St. John's College, by the President and Fel-
lows of that society. The dinner hour was seven
o'clock, and precisely at that hour the Duke of Wel-
lington arrived. He was ushered into the hall by the
President of the College, amidst the rapturous accla_
mations of the individuals assembled within it. The
spectacle was very grand, as the hall was quite filled
with guests, and the gallery crowded with a number
of ladies of beauty and fashion. Besides the Presi-
dent and Fellows of the College, there were present
the Duke of Cumberland, the Duke of Buccleuch,
the Archbishop of Canterbury, the Bishop of Wor-
cester, the Marquis of Salisbury, the Earl of Eldon,
Earl Brownlow, Sir R. Inglis, Sir C. Wetherell, Mr.
Estcourt, and many other of the distinguished indivi-
duals who have come here to do honour to the instal-
lation of the Chancellor. The dinner consisted of all
the delicacies of the season. After the dinner was
concluded the toasting commenced, and the first toast
being " Church and King" (mark the conjunction),
was of course liberally cheered by the rev. and nobly
revellers. I place the church before the nobility, be-
cause it would appear that the order of precedency is
to be changed, and the church is to ride superior even
to principalities and powers. The next toast was
" The Queen and Royal Family." After the cheers
had done honour due to this toast, the President pro-
posed the health of the Chancellor amidst loud vollies
of appVuse. He eulogized the noble duke as the
greatest person in Europe, and said that Oxford had
reflected the highest honour upon herself in this at-
tempt to confer honour upon him.
The Duke of WELLINGTON said no event of his life
had given him greater satisfaction ; no honour which
had been conferred upon him would be engraved more
indelibly upon his memory. He had always been firmly
attached to our excellent constitution in church and
state ; he had always admired, and he should always
be ready to defend, the privileges which had been con-
ferred on the University by the best and wisest of our
monarchs for the defence of religion, and for the in-
struction of our youth in piety and learning. He con-
cluded by saying, that he would exert every power he
might possess in defence of the University. This annun-
ciation produced cheers which were almost deafening.
The next toast given by the President was the
health of their royal visiter, the Duke of Cumberland.
My informant tells me, that in proposing this toast
the President stated very accurately the pedigree of
the royal duke. The royal duke's virtues might be
summed up in the emphatic words, " he is a firm sup-
porter of the Protestant interest." (Cheers.)
The Duke of CUMBERLAND acknowledged in a short
speech his high sense of the compliment just paid him.
He had been brought up by his revered father in the
pure doctrines of the Church of England, to which
he was sincerely and devotedly attached. (Cheers.)
He had endeavoured to regulate his life upon the prin-
ciples of " sound morality," and he was, and would be
as long as he lived, a firm supporter of the religion of
his ancestors. (Cheers.)
The PRESIDENT next proposed the health of the Earl
of Eldon, the High Steward of the University, in a
brief but appropriate speech.
The Earl of ELDON, who was greatly cheered,
said, that the desperate innovations which were now
every day attempted upon our ancient constitution
must be checked, and with the blessing of God he
would do all that was in his feeble power to check
them. ( Great cheering. )

ToastL" The Archbishop of Canterbury."
The Archbishop of CANTERBURY, in his reply, spoke
nearly to the same effect as his noble and venerable
friend. The institutions of the University were per-
fect ( Hear, hear), and he therefore hoped that those
distinguished characters, in the senate and out of the
senate, who had benefited by them in early youth,
would stand forward in their defence, in case they
should be assailed by the malice of modern innova-
tion. With the blessing of God, they might still de-
feat the machinations of their worst and bitterest
enemies. (Cheers.)
The next toast was the health of the two members
for the University, Sir R. Inglis and Mr. Estcourt.
(Cheers.)
The PRESIDENT'S next toast was Sir C. Wetherell.
(Great cheering.) _ _

Sir C. WETHERELL in reply made a very long
speech. He complained, like his predecessors, of the
spirit of innovation and subversion now abroad, and
affirmed that if it were not checked it would involve
the altar and the throne in one common deplorable
ruin. It had been said that these innovations were re-
quired by the spirit of the times. What was this
spirit of the times ? Where was it to be found ?
Where did it reside ? In the political unions of Bir-
mingham and Manchester, or in the radical meetings
of Copenhagen-house? If every thing was to be
granted to the spirit of the times, was the spirit of the
times at Oxford not to be taken into consideration ?
The real spirit of the times—the best intellect of the
country—is here. (Great cheering.)
There were some other toasts given, but nothing of
interest followed. In the evening there was a ball in
the common room of the College, at which many of
the ladies, who witnessed the dinner from the gallery,
were present.
The theatre was again open this morning at ten
o'clock ; and into the area there was little difficulty of
obtaining admission. Soon after I got in, a noise
above our heads, like the rumbling sound of distant
thunder, announced that the bachelors and undergra-
duates were admitted into the theatre, and presently
the "flower of the youth of England," as they have
been poetically called, began to line the rows of seats
reserved for them in the upper gallery. This was
somewhat earlier than the time fixed in the printed
regulations, but the infraction of them was on this oc-
casion on the right side, all pressure and confusion
being thus avoided. Of course, the moment they en-
tered vociferation was the order of the day, but from
the circumstance of many of the men having quitted
the University, or " gone down," as the phrase goes
here, I understand, and many more not being prepared
for the doors opening so early, most of the party
watchwords were a signal failure compared with the
clamour which they produced on the former days of
convocation. " The King" had a very insignificant
tribute paid to him, the cheering being short and not
over loud. " The Queen" was much better received ;
but even the applause this sentiment produced was but
the ghost of an echo to the cheer which the mention of
her name elicited on Tuesday and Wednesday.
" Lord Grey" was complimented by groans as expres-
sive as the University-men's knowledge of the har-
mony of discords would admit of, and the cry of " the
Whigs !" was answered by a similar chorus of yells,
diversified for the sake of variety with faint sibilla-
tions. " The University of Oxford and its privileges"
drew down a roar of applause. The next individual
on whose devoted head all the vocal thunders of their
indignation descended was Dyer, the proctor. How-
ever, he was not present, and I should think none the
worse. At this period, nearly 11 o'clock, the area
was rapidly filling, and the gallery also. Shortly after
11 o'clock the theatre, with the exception of the rising
semicircle reserved for the members of the expected
procession, was quite full to the eye, and the bachelors
and under-graduates now feeling that their full strength
was arrived, began to show what they could do at a
roar in good earnest. The old Tory cry of " Church
and King" was not forgotten, and as a noise was all
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the upper gallery had been directed to a very close
copy of the nasal twang of the conventicle, when "the
Dissenters" was shouted out. A new idea struck one
of the under-graduates today, and a cry of " A laugh
for the Dissenters" so tickled the fancy of the young
men, that a very gentle caohlnnation, which at first fol-
lowed the cry, soon became so infectious that it swelled
into a general roar, which did not subside for more than
two minutes. " O'Connell and his tail" were next pro-
posed: and the groans were loud and discordant.

" Repeal" followed, and produced no impression, but
" Repale" was succeeded by, a hearty laugh. The
cue once given, others were not slow to take it up,
and "the rant," in connexion with O'Connell's name,
was most particularly well groaned for. I thought of
others who had better reason to groan. " Lord Grey's
disinterested relations in office" was no sooner shouted
out than a general burst of laughter, followed by min-
gled hisses and groans, proclaimed that the opinion of
the Oxonians was not in their favour. " Mr. Wood's
bill" would not pass, if the voices of the undergra-
duates had to decide the question. " Mr. Sheil" was
declared not to be worth a groan. But I, humble
individual as I am, was deemed worthy of that unen-
viable distinction, for a voice from one side of the gal-
lery shouting out, Blackwood, and the editor of the
Standard," a cry which was not followed by the re-
ception which I should have expected from their great
popularity here, the other side of the gallery replied
with—" The reporter of the Times." Shortly after-
wards a general move in the area indicated that some
person of consequence was coming, and a cry of
" Hats off I" preceded the entrance of the Duke of
Cumberland, attended by his Aide-de-Camp. He
was long and loudly cheered ; and it was not till he
had taken his seat that the undergraduates resumed
theirs. " Three cheers for the ladies," were given
with great enthusiasm, so much so that the gowns-
men seemed to forget that there was such a
thing as arithmetic, and " one cheer more "
was split into fractions, making • altogether a
most puzzling whole. "The graces in the gallery"
were next loudly cheered. particularly by their
neighbours. The same sentiment, but varied in
form, " The undergraduate ladies," was received with
mingled mirth and cheering. It now came to the
turn of Prince George, the son of the Duke of Cum-
berland, to receive :the most flattering testimony of
the good will of the rising generation in Oxford. His
name was no sooner pronounced than a burst of ap-
plause thundered from the gallery, and was answered
from the area with shouting and waving of caps, every
one standingup and swelling, as well as the stage of his
lungs would permit, the vociferous chorus of compli-
ment. The Duke acknowledged it by placing his
hand on his breast, and repeatedly bowing, till the
sound died away with the exhaustion of those who
raised it. " The Princess Victoria" and the " Duchess
of Kent" were received with great applause. Just
then the Duke of Cumberland, in leaving his chair to
speak to a lady close to the rising semicirle, hitched
his spur, I believe, in one of the cushions, and saluted
the floor with more precipitation than grace. He was
not hurt, however, and did not appear much discon-
certed. At about half-past eleven the Chancellor,
attired as before, and followed by the same procession,
entered the theatre amid deafening acclamations from
all sides, which were kept up with a spirit and vigour
that set all the former efforts of the day at defiance.
The Duke having taken his seat in the oaken chair of
office, and the noblemen, doctors, heads of houses,
new-made doctors of civil law, and proctors, having
seated themselves in their proper places, the Chan-
cellor opened the business of the day in a brief Latin
address. This ceremony concluded, Dr. Phil-
limore advanced with the new made D. C. L. s
prefacing his presentation of them with a short
Latin speech for the whole of the body.
The Professor did not say any thing more by the way
of preface till he came to Sir C. Wetherell, and when
Sir Charles came forward, before Dr. Phillimore could
utter a word, the Oxford men, who look upon the
learned knight as one of the stanchest, the most un-
flinching, and, most disinterested of their champions,
burst into a unanimous and protracted shout of gratu-
lation, which continued for a long time. When Dr.
Phillimore did make himself heard, he simply called
him " virum vi ingenii atque virtutibus suis vobis
omnibus bene atque optime notum," a description which
called forth the renewed enthusiasm of the members
of the University ; and another burst of applause, loud
and long-sustained, saluted him when he advanced to
take his seat among the Doctors. Here is the list :
The Right Hon. the Earl of Dartmouth ; the Right
!ion. Viscount Cole (Cheering) ; Lieutenant-Gene-
ral Sir Henry Fane, G. C.B. (Loud cheers); Sir
John Osborn, Bart. ; Sir Charles Morgan, Bart. ;
Sir Charles Knightley, Bart. (Loud cheers); Sir
John Dean Paul, Bart. ; Sir Astley Cooper, Bart.
( Great cheering.) lam surprised Dr. Phillimore
said nothing more than his name; Colonel Sir Wil-
liam Gomm, K. C.B. (Cheers) ' • Sir Charles Wethe-
rell, King's Counsel (I have spoken of him before) ;
William Francis Lowndes Stone, Esq., High Sheriff
for the county of Oxford ( Applause) ; Alexander
Baring, Esq., M.P. (Great cheering) ; James Bul-
ler East, Esq. ; Edward Thomas Foley, Esq.,
M.P. ; Colonel Edward Michael Conolly, M. 13.
(Great applause) ; Charles Ross, Esq., M.P. ;
Charles Yorke, Esq., M.P. ; William Ralph Cart-
wright, Esq., M.P. (Cheers) ; Thomas Wood, Esq.,
M.P. ; Thomas Duffield, Esq., M.P. ( Applause) ;
Colonel Alexander Perceval, M. P. (Loud and conti-
nued cheering) • Lieutenant-Colonel Thomas Moody;
Bartholomew Frere, Esq. (No cheering, as he seamed
unknown, though the coadjutor of Canning in the
Antyacobin); John Fleming, Esq. ; Evelyn Shirley,
Esq. ; Alexander Scott Murray, Esq. ( Cheers) ;
William Burge, Esq., M. A. ; John Gibson Lockhart,
Esq., B.C. L. (Much applause) ; James Lewis
Knight, Esq., King's Counsel; William Stevens,
Esq., M.D. ; John Robert Hume, Esq., M.D. (Great
cheering) ; Richard Jenkins, Esq. ; Richard West-
macott, Esq., R. A. ( Some cheers) • David Wilkie,
Esq., R. A. (Loud and general applause); Edward
Blore, Esq., architect.
By the way, neither the President of the Royal
Academy nor Mr. Harcourt were there. For the ab-
sence of the former I am not able to account, but
Mr. Harcourt is stated to have refused the honour, on
the ground that his name had been once struck out of
the list, though ultimately replaced on it.

When the newly made doctors had taken their seats,
the congratulatory odes, or rather addresses, in English,
Greek, and Latin, were recited by the gentlemen who
had been pronounced the successful competitors for
this honour. Some of the compliments to the Duke
were well turned, some the reverse. I think the
Greek Sapphics, and the Latin Alcaics, with the
English poem last recited, the two latter of which I
send you, very good indeed, but the English is de-
cidedly the best. It is written by Mr. John Graham,
of Wadham, author of a Vision of Fair Spirits, and
an English Newdigate prize poem, Granada. I give
the names of the other gentlemen who to day ascended
the rostrum to recite their compositions :

George Rickards, 8.A., Trinity (English); Miles
Atkinson, B. A., Queen's (Greek Sapphics) ; Boun-
den Palmer, 8.A., Trinity (English); John Adams,
Christ Church (Latin Alcaics); G. K. Morrell, St.
John's (English) ; W.F. Donkin, St. Edmund's Hall
(Greek Anapestics) ; John W. Wing, University
College (English) ; W. H. Woodhouse, Christ
Church (English) ; George Tickell, Balliol ( Latin
Alcaics, these I send) ; and John Graham, Wadham,
of whom I spoke before. Some of these gentlemen
were too nervous to be heard ; but Mr. Graham whose
turn was wisely deferred to the last, delivered his with
right good emphasis and a most distinct enunciation.
He was constantly interrupted in his progress by the
repeated shouts of the audience, and when he finished
a torrent of applause followed, of which the like will
never be heard in Oxford again. It was kept up so
long—very nearly 20 minutes, I should think—that at
last the Duke, despairing of ever being beard if he
waited till the applause ceased, put the question of
dissolving the convocation by dumb-show, and the
doctors' and masters' assent being conveyed in the
same manner, he left his chair, amid the continued
shouts of the theatre, which did not cease for a mo-
ment till he had left it. Sir C. Wetherell and Lord
Fitzroy Somerset were loudly cheered at their de-
parture. The Dean of Christchurch and Proctor
Dyer were soundly hissed. Again loud cheers were
given for the ladies, for the undergraduate noblemen
of the University, for Lord Eldon, an 4 ; few tither
names, and they were yet sheeting when I left the
theatre.

The third grand miscellaneous concert commenced
at half-past 4 o'clock ; but the theatre was by no
means so fully attended as it has been on former occa-
sions. Neither the Duke of Wellington nor the Duke
of Cumberland were present this evening. They lafti
start for London to-morrow.

Thus terniiAatva, as far as the University is pub-

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licly concerned, one of the most splendid and superb
pageants which ever took place within its walls.
" All the illusions of the busy scene,
" Its false and true enchantments,"

are now gone ; but the recollection of them will live
long in the memory of those who witnessed the bright
assemblage of rank and beauty which it brought to-
gether from all parts of England. That recollection,
too, would be one of unmixed pleasure, were it not
that incessant pains were taken to give a political cha-
racter to the meeting. There was scarcely an hono-
rary degree presented to any noblemen and gentlemen
who were not the stanch supporters of every abuse
which could plead antiquity in its favour. Of the in-
dividuals on whom the honorary degree was presented
to-day, more than a fourth have little other merit
than that of being candidates rejected by the reformed
constituency. The students, too, seemed fully im-
pregnated with the party spirit which reigns in this
place.

The following are specimens of the congratulatory
addresess recited in the theatre :
Bello solutum patria Ctesarem,
Stratis per orbem gentibus otio,
Vittata letanti recepit
In requiem titulosque pompa
En ille Patrum concilio gray i,
Bellator olim fulmineus, sedet
Augustus, attritamque lauri
Pacifere tegit umbra frontem.
Sic, dum triumphans, auspice te, bona
Terras coercet pace Britannia
Late quiescentes, et altum,
Sceptra gerens, equitat per tequor ;
Te nunc salutis presidium sum
Testata, plenis cingit honoribus,
Belhque connectit perenni
Exuvias Rhedycina lauro.
Die Sacerdo host Sapientie,
Ceu Pura Veste serva, resuscitat
Ignes inextinctos, et almam
Usque fovet pietatis aram.
Intaminatis militias simul
Fastis repostos fronde sacra duces
Accmgit, et fessos quieta
Pieridum recreat sum umbra.
His arma figens to penetralibus
Non indecoris functa periculis,
Tutela preclarumque nostrte,
Ipse decus, celebrande, fame
Gaudes vocari. Te precibus tui
Oramus, tequis, reliquias sacras
Delubra, doctrineque pnros
Auspiciis tueare fontes—
Quid Marte possis, liber ab hostibus
Testatur orbis ; nec minus in toga
Perszepe firmasti labantes
Consilio meliore patres.
Te sensit, arcem prospiciens tuis
Flammis ruentem barbarus Indiae
Tyrannus, excussaque trines
Pulverei jacuere mitra.
Tu, cum procelle turbine Gallica
Gentes Erynnis sterneret, impium
Bello retorsisti furorem,
Terribili domitum triumpho.
Immotus idem, justitia duce,
Et temperanti concilio regens,
Vanos refrenasti tumultus,
Et populum scelus infrementem.
Hac arte, fractis victor ab hostibus,
lnterque Patres propositi tenax,
Enixus, sterna vigebis
Post cineres tumulumque, fama."
GEORGE TICKELL, Balliol.

" Marshal, demand of yonder champion
The cause of his arrival here in arms."—Shakspeare.

" Dear to the warrior is the proud array
Of banner'd hosts—impatient for the fray.
Deep rapture dwelleth in the battle strife
To him—to all, that reck not of their life ;
As on with reeking flank, and nostril wide,
Wildly the war-steed dashes in his pride ;
Sharp rings the steel on many a mailed breast,
Yet proudly still the warrior's streaming crest,
White as the, foam wind-sever'd from the wave,
Floats o'er the surge-like conflux of the brave.
Yes, it is sweet—though freedom's blood may flow,
Fame follows still to sanctify the blow ;
And glory's star, more bright amid the gloom,
Hallows alike the trophy and the tomb.
" But holyer, sweeter far, the tranquil bliss
Breath'd o'er his spirit in an hour like this ;
When from his brow the helm is laid aside,
And peace hath robb'd his bosom of its pride ;
When in the courts of honour's crowded hall,
For him glad thousands hold their festival,
When science welcomes back her warrior son,
And Wisdom twines the wreath by Valour won ;
When myriad lips, responsive to the swell
Of the full heart, his praise in thunder tell ;

And Beauty's eye, more eloquently grave,
Sends down its silent greeting to the brave :
When they—the good, whose love is more than fame,
Spread that best, brightest halo round his name :
And, like a stream, the glad song rushes free,
Flinging its scanty tribute to the sea;
Moves not that peaceful throng his spirit more
Than War's death-waking trump, or Battle's onward roar?
Welcome ! thrice welcome ! to our festive hall—
The breast that aye was bared at Honour's call
Should shine in Honour's garb—the arm that drew
Stern Freedom's brand, should share her beauty too !
Welcome ! what other gift can Learning bring !
What wreath unworn is left her yet to fling?
Thine own strong hand hath grasp'd the laurel bough,
Shall others twine the olive for thee now ?
No Roman pageant claims thee as its part,
Thine is the bloodless triumph of the 'heart.
Thou need'st no venal eye thy spoils to scan,
No hireling lip to whisper " Thou art Male."
Thine is a praise not heard—but felt afar,
Like the still song of some earth-worshipped star ;
Thine is the deathless hymn or onward time ;
Thine is a mingled wreath from many a clime.
There, like a sister, Gallia's lily glows
In holy union with the Island rose ;
And, cloth'd in beauty, India's lotus blue
Flings o'er each drooping flower its treasur'd dew.:
There, trampled oft, but strong to bloom again,
Lives the torn branch of liberated Spain;
And Lusitania's laurel, snatched before
Its wonted green was dyed in kindred gore.—
Such was thy chaplet—but a brighter now
Leaves the cold helm to live upon thy brow ;
With greener leaf, and brighter flowers than they,
Though sought in danger, found amid the fray :
A wreath unstain'd by blood, undimm'd by tears,
Snatch'd not from death, unwithering with years.
A civic crown for him, who, doubly brave,
Rush'd on to slay—then turn'd again to save ;
Who, in the senate, firm as in the field,
Alike in both unpractis'd how to yield,
First quell'd the foe—and, when the tight was done,
Upheld that freedom which his sword had won.
Well hast thou woo'd,llike Pericles of old,
Love from the wise, and honour from the bold.—
Deep bast thou stamp'd in mem'ry's viewless page
The warrior's strength, the wisdom of the sage
And now once more in Learning's sacred fane
Isis beholds another Warrior reign.
Where Iron Cromwell, erst with zealot sway,
Snatch'd her torn wreath, her sceptre rent away,
A nobler guest, a spirit mightier yet,
Sunlike repairs the splendour that has set ;
And flings far o'er thy stream its orient ray,
Bright with the cloudless promise of the day;
Long be that day ! and still may Isis see
Her Guide, her Champion, Warrior l in thee.
Long may her sons, friun Learning's classic grove,
Around thee throng to honour—and to love.
The helc may rust, the laurel bough may fade,
Oblivion's grasp may blunt the Victor's blade,
But that bright, holy wreath which Learning lives,
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 your airless blue,
Pure as the breeze, and as eternal too,
Fair as the night-star's eve-awakened itAX%
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Tis thine ! 'tis thine behold far-flashing, now,
Its guardian flame lulrni brightly o'er thy brow—
That N.eital flame which learning loves to shed
O'er tie undying memory of the dead,
Anticipates the tomb, and poureth free
Its living lustre, Wellington, for thee !"
Hotel, in this city, 91?. JOHN GRAHAM, Widham.
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conqueror in his triumphal car, to remind I.linl that, amid
his glory-, he was but mans