And did those Blades in Ancient Times
Row down beside Barn Elms and Sheen?
And was the holy Eight of God
Beneath the Bridge at Putney seen?
And did the Stampfli Four divine
Shine forth upon the Tideway stream?
And was a Henley Crew builded here
Upon the dark and murky Thames?
Bring me my Oar of burning gold
Bring me my Ergo of desire
Bring me my Weights, Biceps unfold
Bring me my Training Camp of Fire!
I shall not cease from Early Starts
Nor shall the Dreis sleep in my hand
Til we have built the Rating high
And with a Pot at Henley stand!