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Article GRADUS AD OPUS CAEMENTITIUM. ← Page 2 of 4 →
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Gradus Ad Opus Caementitium.
SECOND . ONCE more he stood , but wondered not nor falter'd , As on that night before—Grown bolder from the cup he erst had tasted ,
He craved to quaff still more . A blaze of light , with solemn grandeur , painted The stately moving forms—¦ Naught seemed of earthly strife or toil , nor tainted With aught of earthly storms . -
The hush of peace and rest had like a mantle / $ ^ ^~~~~~ \ x \ Spread its thick folds o ' er all , fit // GRAND y £ \ 'Ere HE appeared to fight another battle— i , Jjf L o D G E ] r To conquer or to fall . \ 8 \ LIBRARY /* / And now in solemn stillness he trode onward , xJfOoNv ^ The winding ^
narrow way , Nor turned to right ,, nor turned to left , nor faltered , Nor ever looked away ,
Till , standing firm between the Past and Future , And humbly knocking there , The veil , by kindly hands , is rent asunder , Whilst voices fill the air , Whisp ' ring of Faith , of Love , of Hope unbounded ,
Of virtue to bo won , Till link by link a brotherhood is moulded And fashioned into one . They spake of that far distant time , now dawning When peace , and joy , and rest , —
Like golden clouds at eventide descending Into the radiant west , — Shall fill the whole earth then , as now the waters Do cover the great deep , Till Time ' s Eternity of purpose falters
And all is wrapped in sleep . And then the . work well done—the labour ended—Each brother tried and true , Invoked His name , in -which all voices blended , T . G . A . 0 . T . U .
THIRD . TIME has flown on , and we meet those who had parted , Gathered once more round the shrine of Labour and Love , Nor long do we wait ere the form we have followed has started , In search of that which was lost—treasure-trove from above ;
But with us , as we gaze on the fair face of him who fell , Come thoughts of the Past , glad but sad , which we may not tell . 8
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Gradus Ad Opus Caementitium.
SECOND . ONCE more he stood , but wondered not nor falter'd , As on that night before—Grown bolder from the cup he erst had tasted ,
He craved to quaff still more . A blaze of light , with solemn grandeur , painted The stately moving forms—¦ Naught seemed of earthly strife or toil , nor tainted With aught of earthly storms . -
The hush of peace and rest had like a mantle / $ ^ ^~~~~~ \ x \ Spread its thick folds o ' er all , fit // GRAND y £ \ 'Ere HE appeared to fight another battle— i , Jjf L o D G E ] r To conquer or to fall . \ 8 \ LIBRARY /* / And now in solemn stillness he trode onward , xJfOoNv ^ The winding ^
narrow way , Nor turned to right ,, nor turned to left , nor faltered , Nor ever looked away ,
Till , standing firm between the Past and Future , And humbly knocking there , The veil , by kindly hands , is rent asunder , Whilst voices fill the air , Whisp ' ring of Faith , of Love , of Hope unbounded ,
Of virtue to bo won , Till link by link a brotherhood is moulded And fashioned into one . They spake of that far distant time , now dawning When peace , and joy , and rest , —
Like golden clouds at eventide descending Into the radiant west , — Shall fill the whole earth then , as now the waters Do cover the great deep , Till Time ' s Eternity of purpose falters
And all is wrapped in sleep . And then the . work well done—the labour ended—Each brother tried and true , Invoked His name , in -which all voices blended , T . G . A . 0 . T . U .
THIRD . TIME has flown on , and we meet those who had parted , Gathered once more round the shrine of Labour and Love , Nor long do we wait ere the form we have followed has started , In search of that which was lost—treasure-trove from above ;
But with us , as we gaze on the fair face of him who fell , Come thoughts of the Past , glad but sad , which we may not tell . 8