And fly with all your chivalry.
Sic Vos, Non Vobis, Versificatis Ave.
At Seacliff, when the time passed slow,
And summer’s sun refused to show,
Relentless was the steady flow
Of raindrops pattering drearily.
But Seacliff saw another sight,
The band struck up at ten at night,
And Volunteers in leggings tight,