when our lovely Plymouth Pond
Offers with her magic wand
to leave our doldrums far beyond

let’s not delay a single day
the coming thaws will have their say
we’ll have our break soon anyway

and so, dear Plymouth, I’ll respond
I’ll hustle gear, I’ll trust our bond
and travel where my heart is fond

I’ll hope again in this dying year
I’ll cross again your crystal weir
For life is short and passions dear