FOUNDER'S DAY Exceed the prayer and keep the fame Or whether with naked bodies flashing Or what pursuit soe'er it be That makes your mingled presence free, May Peace, that conquereth sin and death, Crown with honour the loving eyes, And touch with mirth the mouth of the wise. Here is eternal spring: for you For you shall Shakespeare's scene unroll, Now learn, love, have, do, be the best: FOUNDER'S DAY Strive; and hold fast this truth of heaven- Slow on your dial the shadows creep, So many hours for heart's desire. These suns and moons shall memory save, O in such prime enjoy your lot, Then to the world let shine your light, And match with red immortal deeds Or by firm wisdom save your land Send them here to the court of grace WOTTON AT WINCHESTER And on his day your steps be bent HE ROBERT BRIDGES Wotton at Winchester E yearly went also to Oxford. But the summer before his death he changed that for a journey to Winchester College, to which School he was first removed from Bocton [where he was born and spent his childhood]. And as he returned from Winchester towards Eton College, said to a friend, his companion in that journey: How useful was that advice of a holy Monk, who persuaded his friend to perform his customary devotions in a constant place, because in that place we usually meet with those very thoughts which possessed us at our last being there! And I find it thus far experimentally true, that at my now being in that School, and seeing the very place where I sat when I was a boy, occasioned me to remember those very thoughts of my youth which then possessed sweet thoughts indeed, that promised my growing years numerous pleasures, without mixtures of cares: and those to be enjoyed when time-which I therefore thought slow-paced-had changed my youth into manhood. But age and experience have taught me that those were but empty hopes; for I have always found it true, as my Saviour did foretell, "Sufficient for the day is the evil thereof." Nevertheless I saw there a me: PATER FILIO succession of boys using the same recreations, and, questionless, possessed with the same thoughts that then possessed me. Thus one generation succeeds another, both in their lives, recreations, hopes, fears, and death.' SENSE IZAAK WALTON Life of Sir Henry Wotton Pater Filio ENSE with keenest edge unusèd, Lovely feet as yet unbruisèd On the ways of dark desire; Why such beauty, to be blighted When sin stalks to thy seduction? I have pray'd the sainted Morning Stol'n a robe of peace to enfold thee; TO H. F. B. Me too once unthinking Nature -Whence Love's timeless mockery took me― Yea, and like a beast forsook me. Of her crime in thee, my treasure. ROBERT BRIDGES To H. F. B. RAVE lads in olden musical centuries BRA Sang, night by night, adorable choruses, Sat late by alehouse doors in April Chaunting in joy as the moon was rising: Moon-seen and merry, under the trellises, Now these, the songs, remain to eternity, So man himself appears and evanishes, |