Enjoy this morning my merry brothers 🔵
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost…
It yearns me not if men my garments wear
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
We few, we happy few…. we band of brothers
The drivers who worked and now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here
They hold their manhoods cheap while any speaks that fought with us upon Bank Junction day.