And sing a rousing chorus, In
praise of all our comrades here And those who went before us; For
to this lay all hearts beat true, The gallant hearts that love us, So
fortune fend each absent friend While there’s a sun above us
Sing Leopards, sing Floreat Sodalitas Little matter, well or ill, Sentiment is more than skill, Sing together with a will Floreat Sodalitas, dalitas Pardorum.
The
ivy climbs by brick and stone About the buttressed Hall; So
memory weaves a charm to keep Her servitors in thrall, And whiskered Leopards think with
awe Of Babel Mandeb’s straits, Where
in the days of long ago They wrestled with the fates
Sing
Leopards, sing Floreat Sodalitas Little matter,
well or ill, Sentiment is more than skill, Sing
together with a will Floreat Sodalitas, dalitas Pardorum.
Then here’s a toast before we part, “The School House
by the Lew” And may its friends be stout of heart, Its
enemies be few So we will pledge our noble selves To
use our best endeavour, That while the merry world goes round The
School may stand for ever
Sing Leopards, sing
Floreat Sodalitas Little
matter, well or ill, Sentiment is more than skill, Sing
together with a will Floreat Sodalitas, dalitas Pardorum.
