The Spike: or, Victoria College Review 1912
No heritage of honour born of time
Has dowered thy halls, unheedful on their hills
That far beneath the vesselled tide-wave swills
The busy quays. Yet in the upward climb
For Knowledge, Culture, Truth, the heights sublime
Of merit, power and wisdom shalt thou gain;
Still shall thy children gather at thy fame
To learn thy lesson in the aftertime.
And ere the years shall woo thy glorious name,
And hoary Time thine ivied Halls shall wreathe,
Thy children, sons and daughters, shall bequeath
A priceless dower of Honour nobly won.
And those who sought thy glory—yea, each one
Thy loud-voiced later children shall acclaim.