Poem

To the Coat-of-Arms of the Kress

Why, O shield of the Kress, hast thou menace red

And a fiery sword with its double edge?

Fairest Goddess of Justice bade thee smite,

Not with bloodthirsty spirit but for right.

Hence thy buckled armour for hearth and home

Against hostile bands, who ever do roam.

Peril of faith, dread terror of light,

Brave man of Kress, we honour thy fight.

Translated from Latin original

Composed by Sigmund Feyerabend