The Lambskin Apron Fay Hempstead Light and white are its leathern folds And a priceless lesson its texture holds. Symbol it is, as the years increase, Of the paths that lead through the fields of Peace. Type it is of the higher sphere, Where the deeds of the body, ended here, Shall one by one the by way be, To pass the gates of Eternity. Emblem it is of a life intense, Held aloof from the world of sense Of the upright walk, and the lofty mind, Far from the dross of earth inclined. Sign it is that he who wears Its sweep unsullied, about him bears That which should be to mind and heart, A set reminder of his art. So may it ever bring to thee The high resolves of purity. Its spotless field of shining white Serve to guide thy steps aright: Thy daily life, in scope and plan, Be that of the strong and upright man. And signal shall the honor be Unto those who wear it worthily. Receive it thus to symbolize Its drift, in the life that before thee lies. Badge as it is of a great degree, Be it chart and compass unto thee.