THE PILGRIM SONG Who would true valour see. Let him come hither. One here will constant be Come wind, come weather. There's no discouragement Shall make him once relent His first avowed intent To be a Pilgrim. 2. Who so beset him round With dismal stories. Do but themselves confound His strength the more is. No lion can him fright, He'll with a giant fight, And he will have a right To be a Pilgrim. 3. Hobgoblin, nor foul fiend, Can daunt his spirit. He knows he at the end Shall life inherit. Then fancies fly away. He'll fear not what men say, He'll labour night and day To be a Pilgrim. Programme CHOIR Part Songs: I Loved a Lass...... Armstrong Gibbs Wild Cherry Blossom ... Kopylov Old Mother Hubbard ... Hely - Hutchison (Set in the manner of Handel) THE CHAIRMAN: Alderman H. A. MERCHANT Introduction THE HEADMASTER Report MISS A. R. MURRAY, J.P., M.A. Presentation of Prizes and Address VOTES OF THANKS MASSED VOICES The Pilgrim Song Thomas Dunhill GOD SAVE THE QUEEN