School Assemblies 

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 School Song (piano sound file)

 

Sons of Yorkshire, lift your voices, joyfully proclaim,
Honour to the School that bred you, glory in its name
Yorkshire's daughters swell the chorus, echo loud your praise,
Hail with song the School that gives you joyful happy days.

Here to-day and gone to-morrow,
Days at School will quickly pass;
Let your work be joy not sorrow;
"Labor ipse voluptas."

Mind and hand alike here gather, strength to see life through,
Gaining skill and storing knowledge, sifting false from true;
Goals and wickets, bursts and rallies, matches won and lost,
All are part of one great lesson "strive nor count the cost".

Here to-day and gone to-morrow,
Days at School will quickly pass;
Let your work be joy not sorrow;
"Labor ipse voluptas."

Arm you then for life's endeavour, choose your weapons here;
Keep them bright, your shields untarnished, records clean and clear
Bear the torch as borne before you, hand it on again:
"Work with pleasure" be your motto, this your glad refrain

Here to-day and gone to-morrow,
Grasp your schooldays ere they pass;
Struggle gaily, banish sorrow,
"Labor ipse voluptas."