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AVE ATQUE VALE

Though nevermore we tread the ways  That our returning feet have known Past Oriel, and Christ Church gate  Unto those dearer walls, our own.
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Oxford is evermore the same,  Unto the uttermost verge of time, Though grave-dust choke the sons of men,  And silence wait upon the rime.

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