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Edward Thring.
OCTOBER 22ND, 1887.
Loved Father of the schoolboy multitude,
Friend of their short swift ages passed away
Guide of their labour, champion of their play,
Who dared for zeal of noble masterhood
To stand alone, a rock above the flood
Of easy acquiescence, and gainsay
The dazzling bright ambitions of to-day
That tempt to learning's heights the scholar brood,
Friend of their short swift ages passed away
Guide of their labour, champion of their play,
Who dared for zeal of noble masterhood
To stand alone, a rock above the flood
Of easy acquiescence, and gainsay
The dazzling bright ambitions of to-day
That tempt to learning's heights the scholar brood,
Thy presence fails for solace or command,
Thy soul is ours, thou great schoolmaster-king;
Still, father of thy children fatherless,
Unto thy voice of cheer the pupils press,
And hearts that honour truth in every land,
Can hear thy voice for truth and honour ring.
Thy soul is ours, thou great schoolmaster-king;
Still, father of thy children fatherless,
Unto thy voice of cheer the pupils press,
And hearts that honour truth in every land,
Can hear thy voice for truth and honour ring.
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