Methodist College Belfast - The School Song

The School Song

Latin words by Professor R.M. Henry; Music by F.H. Sawyer

Latin English
1. (Solo) Omnes condiscipulos

confidenter oro,
celebrent Collegium
carmine canoro;
optimum pulcherrimum
ludum qui habemus,
hilari, laetissimo
cantu celebremus.

2. (Omnes) Situs in monticulo
callide delectus,
omnibus rivalibus
Invide conspectus,
omnibus fautoribus
solitus amari,
prohibet scientiae
lumen occultari.

3. (Omnes) Floreat Ultonia,
floreant Hiberni;
floreat Collegium
nominis aeterni.
Dumque cum laboribus
vitae concertamus,
semper in memoria
ludum habeamus.

 1. (Solo) Confidently now I beg

scholars here before us,
celebrate our College with
tuneful praise and chorus;
best and fairest M.C.B.
honours still await thee:
now with joyful mirth and song
let us celebrate thee.

2. (All) Pile of beauty, fitly placed
on a site commanding,
thou, on whom thy rivals gaze
envious of thy standing,
whom thy sons regard with love, and adorn with regal, shining pleasures
fealty and affiance,
thou dost radiate afar
culture, art and science.

3. (All) Let our Ulster flourish well,
all the Irish flourish;
flourish our most famous school
which the arts doth nourish.
While we fight together the
toils of life that claim us,
let us ever keep in mind
Methody the famous.

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