Fill the resounding Vales with Learned Song.

Live, Heav'nly Youth, beyond invidious Time,
Adorning Annals, and immortal Rhyme.
Thy Glories, which no Malice can obscure,
Bright as the Sun, shall as the Sun endure.
But on thy Fame no envious spots shall prey,
Till _English_ Sense and Valour shall decay.
Till Learning and the Muses Mortal grow,
Or _Cam_ or _Isis_ shall forget to Flow.