The Best School of All

It's good to see the school we knew,
    The land of youth and dream.
To greet again the rule we knew
    Before we took the stream:
Though long we've missed the sight of her,
    Our hearts may not forget;
We've lost the old delight of her,
    We keep her honour yet.

        We'll honour yet the school we knew,
            The best school of all:
        We'll honour yet the rule we knew,
            Till the last bell call.
        For working days or holidays,
            And glad or melancholy days,
    They were great days and jolly days
            At the best school of all.

The stars and sounding vanities
    That half the crowd bewitch,
What are they but inanities
    To him that treads the pitch?
And where's the welth I'm wondering,
    Could buy the cheers that roll
When the last charge goes thundering
    Towards the twilight goal?

Then men that tanned the hide of us,
    Our daily foes and friends,
They shall not lose their pride of us,
    Howe'er the journey ends.
Their voice to us who sing of it,
    No more its message bears,
But the round world shall ring of it,
    And all we are be theirs.

To speak of fame a venture is,
    There's little here can bide,
But we may face the centuries,
    And dare the deepending tide:
for though the dust that's part of us,
    To dust again be gone,
Yet here shall beat the heart of us---
    The school we handed on!

        We'll honour yet the school we knew,
            The best school of all:
        We'll honour yet the rule we knew,
            Till the last bell call.
        For working days or holidays,
            And glad or melancholy days,
        They were great days and jolly days
            At the best school of all.

Henry John Newbolt

Sir Henry John Newbolt was an English poet and author, famous for his ballads such as 'Vitaï Lampada'. He graduated from Oxford and was called to the bar, but he is better remembered for his literary contributions than his legal career. Newbolt served as a government advisor on military and naval literature during World War I. He was knighted in 1915 for his services to literature. Newbolt's work often reflected themes of patriotism and duty.

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