text:  "Proceed great days! 'till Learning fly the shore Till Birch shall blush with noble blood no more; Till Thames see Eton's sons for ever play Till Westminster's whole year be holiday; Till Isis' elders reel their pupils' sport And Alma Mater lie dissolv'd in Port! "Enough! enough! the raptur'd Monarch cries! And through the iv'ry gate the vision flies