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Article ARRIVALS, SURVIVALS, AND REVIVALS. ← Page 7 of 7 Article A TALE OF LOVE. Page 1 of 1
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Arrivals, Survivals, And Revivals.
trace some notes of pathos . Is it then permissible to enforce what I have been sayinuby reminding the Mason , even at this merry Yule-tide , in the most solemn of solemn utterances , of his duty to do all that in him lies to advance the banner of Avhich he is one of the bearers , however humble ?— ' ' Whatsoever thy hand fmdeth to do , do it with thy might , for there is no work , nor device , nor knowledge , nor wisdom , in the grave , whither tiio « goest . " Yesbrother Masons , let us so keep this festival that we mav begin the approaching
, new year Avith heart ancl vigour , to rear still higher—lo adorn still more—the edifice on which we are employed—the noble institution to which , by solemn obligation , by ties of deep affection , by the attractions of intelligent respect and deep reverence , Ave are irrevocably bound—FLOUEAT SEMPER !
A Tale Of Love.
A TALE OF LOVE .
The moon Avas shining brightly , The nightingales , in bowers Of jasmine , rose , and eglantine , Were Avarbling to the flowers ; Tbe brilliant stars were glinting O'er the surface of the pool , When a soft voice murmured near
me" Go , get to bed , you fool '" A cloud came o ' er the radiance Of the moon so sad yet bright , And the scene of summer brilliance Was sinking fast to-night ;
My heart felt dull and lonely With bitter thoughts and sad , When the same voice broke the stillness—( : I'll Avarm you !"— 'twas her dad !
Once more , deep sunk in reverie , . I mused upon a face So beautiful , and bright , ancl good , So full of Avitching grace : My thoughts Avere far from earthly , lint they soon came fling back
y , For , e ' en in love , one ' s shoulders feel . A well-dealt hearty thwack ! But my soul flew on to meet her , Feeling a martyr ' s fire , And inwardly determining
That nought should rouse my ire ; NOAV dawned the blissful moment , Tho' I felt rather addled , To my soul came inspiration , And so—I just skedaddled 1 " T .
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Arrivals, Survivals, And Revivals.
trace some notes of pathos . Is it then permissible to enforce what I have been sayinuby reminding the Mason , even at this merry Yule-tide , in the most solemn of solemn utterances , of his duty to do all that in him lies to advance the banner of Avhich he is one of the bearers , however humble ?— ' ' Whatsoever thy hand fmdeth to do , do it with thy might , for there is no work , nor device , nor knowledge , nor wisdom , in the grave , whither tiio « goest . " Yesbrother Masons , let us so keep this festival that we mav begin the approaching
, new year Avith heart ancl vigour , to rear still higher—lo adorn still more—the edifice on which we are employed—the noble institution to which , by solemn obligation , by ties of deep affection , by the attractions of intelligent respect and deep reverence , Ave are irrevocably bound—FLOUEAT SEMPER !
A Tale Of Love.
A TALE OF LOVE .
The moon Avas shining brightly , The nightingales , in bowers Of jasmine , rose , and eglantine , Were Avarbling to the flowers ; Tbe brilliant stars were glinting O'er the surface of the pool , When a soft voice murmured near
me" Go , get to bed , you fool '" A cloud came o ' er the radiance Of the moon so sad yet bright , And the scene of summer brilliance Was sinking fast to-night ;
My heart felt dull and lonely With bitter thoughts and sad , When the same voice broke the stillness—( : I'll Avarm you !"— 'twas her dad !
Once more , deep sunk in reverie , . I mused upon a face So beautiful , and bright , ancl good , So full of Avitching grace : My thoughts Avere far from earthly , lint they soon came fling back
y , For , e ' en in love , one ' s shoulders feel . A well-dealt hearty thwack ! But my soul flew on to meet her , Feeling a martyr ' s fire , And inwardly determining
That nought should rouse my ire ; NOAV dawned the blissful moment , Tho' I felt rather addled , To my soul came inspiration , And so—I just skedaddled 1 " T .