Meliora sequamur

Lyrics
Mortarboard, gown, hood and lace come Guide me in learning, in ascension Where minds may meet and twitters Tweet in modern Latin, in declension O Domine, O Magister - we aspiring angels sing With one tongue, forever young Let us follow better things In saintly word and perfect grammar To Academia's lofty space The trivium, quadrivium, all baser Thoughts now to efface O Domine, O Magister - we aspiring angels sing With one tongue, forever young Let us follow better things Cruel Bunter-bashing, cane-a-thrashing Lines, detention, soon forgot O dark ploy! This grammar school boy Has paid the price and bought the lot In the quiet hours of life's twilight Old school ties and photographs I call to mind the sore behind, the Tears, the last and longest laughs Empty desks and inkwells, darkened Chapels, cobweb corridors silent now Ghostly purple robes and dusty trencher What could be holier than thou? O Domine, O Magister - we aspiring angels sing With one tongue, forever young Let us follow better things Meliora sequamur: may we follow better things
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Credits
- Writers
- Gerald Bostock
- Ian Anderson