School Song

We laud our glorious mountain, its cap of glistening snow,
It’s skirts of native beauty, the green fields far below.
We laud the school that nurtures us, her worth with pride proclaim;
We honour those who near and far, add lustre to her name.

Then sing our grand school motto, its fullest meaning seek
“That we ourselves grow strong and wise, in service to the weak”

In all our games and pastimes, our motto is our guide,
For strength must often brutal be, without this better side.
Show courtesy to those who lose; unfair advantage spurn,
The thrill of contest is our joy, not how the fortunes turn.

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And when at last we leave to face, the world with aspect brave,
We’ll take from her a richer gift, than text books ever gave;
To help to make a better world, to lift and not to lean,
To look above and laugh and strive, and keep our records clean.

Chorus

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