British University

Alumni Holiday Party

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C O M M E N C I N G A T H A L F S I X

A T T H E B R I T I S H E M B A S S Y

H O S T E D B Y T H E

The Cambridge Society of

Washington DC

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Guest of Honour H I S E X C E L L E N C Y ,

S I R P E T E R W E S T M A C O T T , K C M G , L V O

H E R M A J E S T Y ' S A M B A S S A D O R T O T H E

U N I T E D S T A T E S O F A M E R I C A

N E W C O L L E G E , O X F O R D

Officiants P A U L S M I T H O B E

D I R E C T O R O F T H E B R I T I S H C O U N C I L , U S A

Q U E E N S ' C O L L E G E , C A M B R I D G E

C H R I S T O P H E R T H O M P S O N

V I C E - P R E S I D E N T , C A N T A B D C

S T . C A T H A R I N E ’ S C O L L E G E , C A M B R I D G E

Event Programme R E G I S T R A T I O N , H A L F S I X

S P E E C H E S & T O A S T S , E I G H T

S I L E N T A U C T I O N C L O S E S , H A L F N I N E

A F T E R P A R T Y A T D A R L I N G T O N H O U S E , T E N

Minstrels The minstrels played their Christmas tune

To-night beneath my cottage-eaves;

While, smitten by a lofty moon,

The encircling laurels, thick with leaves,

Gave back a rich and dazzling sheen,

That overpowered their natural green.

Through hill and valley every breeze

Had sunk to rest with folded wings:

Keen was the air, but could not freeze,

Nor check, the music of the strings;

So stout and hardy were the band

That scraped the chords with strenuous hand.

And who but listened?--till was paid

Respect to every inmate's claim,

The greeting given, the music played

In honour of each household name,

Duly pronounced with lusty call,

And "Merry Christmas" wished to all.

William Wordsworth

St. John's College, Cambridge

Thanks and Dedications We would like to express thanks both to the British Embassy for

graciously allowing us to celebrate the Holiday Season in their

accommodations and our guests for your interest in our gathering.

Ring Out, Wild Bells Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,

The flying cloud, the frosty light; The year is dying in the night;

Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.

Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow:

The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.

Ring out the grief that saps the mind, For those that here we see no more, Ring out the feud of rich and poor,

Ring in redress to all mankind.

Ring out a slowly dying cause, And ancient forms of party strife; Ring in the nobler modes of life, With sweeter manners, purer laws.

Ring out the want, the care, the sin, The faithless coldness of the times;

Ring out, ring out thy mournful rhymes, But ring the fuller minstrel in.

Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite;

Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good.

Ring out old shapes of foul disease, Ring out the narrowing lust of gold; Ring out the thousand wars of old,

Ring in the thousand years of peace.

Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart the kindlier hand; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.

Alfred, Lord Tennyson Trinity College, Cambridge

T R A V E L R E S P O N S I B L Y !

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