MOST old towns are like palimpsests, parchments which have been scrawled
over again and again by their successive owners. Oxford, though not one
of the most ancient of English cities, shows, more legibly than the rest,
the handwriting, as it were, of many generations. The convenient site
among the interlacing waters of the Isis and the Cherwell has commended
itself to men in one age after another. Each generation has used it for
its own purpose: for war, for trade, for learning, for religion; and war,
trade, religion, and learning have left on Oxford their peculiar marks.
No set of its occupants, before the last two centuries began, was very
eager to deface or destroy the buildings of its predecessors. Old things
were turned to new uses, or altered to suit new tastes; they were not
overthrown and carted away. Thus, in walking through Oxford, you see
everywhere, in colleges, chapels, and churches, doors and windows which
have been builded up; or again, openings which have been cut where none
originally existed. The upper part of the round Norman arches in the
Cathedral has been preserved, and converted into the circular bull’s-eye
lights which the last century liked. It is the same everywhere, except
where modern restorers have had their way. Thus the life of England, for
some eight centuries, may be traced in the buildings of Oxford. Nay, if
we are convinced by some antiquaries, the eastern end of the High Street
contains even earlier scratches on this palimpsest of Oxford; the rude
marks of savages who scooped out their damp nests, and raised their low
walls in the gravel, on the spot where the new schools are to stand.
Here half-naked men may have trapped the beaver in the Cherwell, and
hither they may have brought home the boars which they slew in the
trackless woods of Headington and Bagley. It is with the life of
historical Oxford, however, and not with these fancies, that we are
concerned, though these papers have no pretension to be a history of
Oxford. A series of pictures of men’s life here is all they try to
sketch.
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