KINGSWOOD SONG
Hill-throned, where Nature is gracious and kind,
Home of our early youth, grant us the love of truth,
Health for the body, and light for the mind.
KINGSWOOD, O may we be loyal and true to thee,
Holding what'er betide, Virtue and Faith our guide.
Loyally, Manfully
All of us true to thee,
No room for trimmer, coward, or fool;
Word and will true and clean,
Work and play strong and keen,
None for himself, but all for the school!
School! School! None for himself, but all,
All for the school!
Nor shall the world destroy our love and pride,
For both, we know, the stronger shall grow,
And whatever thy fortunes, we stand at thy side.
Present and Past shall be one in the heart, all for thee,
Holding what'er betide, Virtue and Faith our guide.
Then in all things, whatever Duty's voice many call
Ready we follow and spring to our work;
Country or School may call; play the game, Forward, all!
Shoulder to shoulder, disdaining to shirk!
Duty we dare not flee, heavy the cost may be,
Holding what'er betide, Virtue and faith our guide.
