Welcome to the Royal Society of St. George

        Smile at us, pay us, pass us; but do not quite forget.

        For we are the people of England, that never have spoken yet.

        There is many a fat farmer that drinks less cheerfully,

        There is many a free French peasant who is richer and sadder than we.

        There are no folk in the whole world so helpless or so wise.

        There is hunger in our bellies, there is laughter in our eyes;

        You laugh at us and love us, both mugs and eyes are wet:

        Only you do not know us. For we have not spoken yet.

        (First verse from The Secret People by G.K. Chesterton)