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Song
SONG
BY a . I . B . T . n . C . Q .
I DRINK to the Lodge which no Lodge can surpass * For peace , love , and harmony , social and dear ; AVhere the bright beads that float on the top of each glass , Are types of the spirits that shine round me here . For sparkling and light is the joy of our souls , Upheld by the magic of generous wine ; And mellow our hearts as the juice in these bowls , AVhich fondly I quaff to our compact divine .
How oft do we weep in this dark world of ours , To see the bless'd hnks of affection untwined ; A long chain of kindred dispersed in few hours , And all save the mother ' s fond bosom , unkind ? AA ^ hile we in each quarter from which the winds blow , A Brother can find on each far distant shore ,
To dry up the salt tears of sorrow that flow , And pilot us safe to joy ' s harbour once more . Then fill the last glass which Sobriety sends , ( The last for this evening , by good Mason ' s laws ) , On which her fair sister , mild Prudence , attends , And nightly enjoins us to list in her cause .
Fill up : may the beam in each goblet to-night , Preserve us from sickness , from sorrow , and pain , And fill us with hope , like that pillar of light Which guided the chosen to rapture again !
Masonic Song.
MASONIC SONG .
WRITTEN FOR THE FESTIVAL , DECEMBER 30 , 1835 . Tlie Wonts by Ui-o . IV . Bring—tlie Music by Mr . M . Liddell . THE hall—the hall's celestial light—The enrapturing chamber of delight—The soul-enliv ' ning scene of love—All other pleasures far
above—AVithin the portals of thy holy dwelling , AATiere heart to heart its feelings freely telling , FREEMASONRY ! I love to stand , Surrounded by thy faithful band .
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Song
SONG
BY a . I . B . T . n . C . Q .
I DRINK to the Lodge which no Lodge can surpass * For peace , love , and harmony , social and dear ; AVhere the bright beads that float on the top of each glass , Are types of the spirits that shine round me here . For sparkling and light is the joy of our souls , Upheld by the magic of generous wine ; And mellow our hearts as the juice in these bowls , AVhich fondly I quaff to our compact divine .
How oft do we weep in this dark world of ours , To see the bless'd hnks of affection untwined ; A long chain of kindred dispersed in few hours , And all save the mother ' s fond bosom , unkind ? AA ^ hile we in each quarter from which the winds blow , A Brother can find on each far distant shore ,
To dry up the salt tears of sorrow that flow , And pilot us safe to joy ' s harbour once more . Then fill the last glass which Sobriety sends , ( The last for this evening , by good Mason ' s laws ) , On which her fair sister , mild Prudence , attends , And nightly enjoins us to list in her cause .
Fill up : may the beam in each goblet to-night , Preserve us from sickness , from sorrow , and pain , And fill us with hope , like that pillar of light Which guided the chosen to rapture again !
Masonic Song.
MASONIC SONG .
WRITTEN FOR THE FESTIVAL , DECEMBER 30 , 1835 . Tlie Wonts by Ui-o . IV . Bring—tlie Music by Mr . M . Liddell . THE hall—the hall's celestial light—The enrapturing chamber of delight—The soul-enliv ' ning scene of love—All other pleasures far
above—AVithin the portals of thy holy dwelling , AATiere heart to heart its feelings freely telling , FREEMASONRY ! I love to stand , Surrounded by thy faithful band .