Triumphantly we raise it the standard of our school Oh may we ev’r be faithful to our Alma Mater’s rule May Fortiter et Suaviter our motto ever be May all we do, all we pursue proclaim nobility. In former days what a mead of praise Was by our students keen And shall we of a later age be content with what is mean No. Excelsior shall ever be our cry to greater heights more noble. We’ll play the game not ask for fame Ne’er hesitate for trouble. As long as School days last nay more, Until our life’s last breath We’ll e’er be true, dear School to you Aye, true to you till death. So hoist the standard, raise it high, Our ideals higher still, For God and Country, Creed and School We’ll work with ready will.