400 CANADA IN THE BODLEIAN. 



" George, tliy giant race is run, 



Unclouded sets the British sun ; 



Glory marks the parting rays. 



The vast Atlantic spreads its blaze 



From vanquish'd Canada to India's main: 



Mighty Lord, on mortal sight 



Beams no more thy glorious light ; 



No more shall empire's sacred toils, 



Asian triumphs, naval spoils, 



America's extended reign, 

 No more shall win thee from the realms of day ; 

 Unfettered spi'ings the soul, and spurns the abode of clay." 



As a curiosity, the opening of Shute Barrington's expression of 

 Academic sorrow was selected. Canadians, proud as they are of their 

 British descent, are nevertheless apt to forget the eponymous hero of 

 their race. They may refresh their memories by a perusal of Shute 

 Barrington's address to the " Genius of Britain." He thus begins : 



" Genius of Britain ! who with ancient Brute, 



Didst visit first this goodly soil, here fix 



Thy glad abode, with more than Argus' watch 



To guard its welfare : say, for well thou know'st, 



"When in thy people's sorrow hast thou felt 



Thy deepest wound ? When mourn'd thy heaviest loss ? " 



It was not, he proceeds to explain, when Edward the Third, ever 

 victorious over France, expired; nor when Elizabeth died; nor when 

 William the Third departed this life ; but when the late illustrious 

 George deceased. As to Brute, the chronicles affirm that he was great- 

 grandson of JEaeas'; and that in the year of the world 2855, he came 

 to England from Troy, accompanied by certain Grecian philosophers ; 

 that they settled first at Greeklade (Cricklade), in Wiltshire, and thence 

 removed to a place called Ryd-ychen, a name, " denotans," says Antony 

 k Wood, in his Historia et Antiquitates Universitatis Oxoniensis, p. 10, 

 " vadum-botim, id est, Oxonium, apud Britannos." At Totness, in 

 Devonshire, I was shown, not long since, the " Britstone," which still 

 marks the spot where Brute is said to have landed in Britain. The 

 tide- water of the beautiful river Dart must have pushed farther inland 

 in 2855 than it does at present. The tradition indicates that here, at 

 a very primitive period, traders from the Mediterranean exchanged 

 commodities with the inhabitants of the Forest of Dartmoor and the 

 surrounding region. The whole signature of the writer of the verses of 



