Poetry.

Poetry .

THE MASTER'S SONG . Thus mighty eastern kings , and some Of Abram ' s raee , and Monarehs good Of Egypt , Syria , Greece and Kome , True architecture understood : —

No wonder then if Alasons join . To celebrate those Mason-Kings AVith solemn note and flowing wine , AVhilst every brother jointly sings : Who can unfold the Royal art ,

Or show ifcs secrets in a song ? They ' re safely kept in Mason's heart , And to this ancient Lodge belong-. CnORtrs . —AVho can unfold tho Royal art , Or show its secrets in a song ? They're safely kept in Mason's heart ,

And to this ancient Lodge belong ; [ This Song has been set in music , which will be given in the ' Freemasons' Magazine " in an early number J

I Would Not Stay.

I WOULD NOT STAY .

I would not stay for ever here- — I long to seek the fairer clime , A higher , holier , happier sphere Beyond the blighting change of time , This pinion'd spirit longs to roam Beyond the earth , beyond the tomb ;

Earth has no charms , hope lends no ray , To light my steps—I would not stay , I hear them say this earth is fair ; They seek to lengthen out their days ; Fasten their strong affections here ; And thread with joy the gilded maze .

Show me its charms , its bliss , its ease ; Show me its boasted power fco please ; Show aught thafc will not soon decay—Thou canst not ! nay , I would not stay .

" Friendship , ' say ' st thou ? Ah , yes , 'tis sweet , But , tell me , will ifc never end ? AVhen adverse tempests wildly beat Around thee , hast thou still a friend ? If so—but hark !—I hear a knell—Thy friend has bid the earth farwell ;

Thou'rt weeping o'er that breathless clay ! Friendship is brief—I would not stay . "Wealth ! " AVhat is wealth but glittering dust , Long hoarded with a miser ' s care ? Can'st thou in riches put thy trust , And fasten thy affections there ?

I Would Not Stay.

Thy treasure hoard where thieves break through And where fche moth corrupteth too ? Riches take wings and fly away , Like all below—I would not stay . ' Fame ! " AVhat is fame ? Go ask fche one ,

AVhose name was wafted on each breeze , Till borne alar , a captive lone , To yonder isle 'midsfc stormy seas . Ask him what fame avails him now ? 'Mid barren rocks he sleepefchlow , * His fame and grandeur pass'd away , Like morning dews—I would not stay .

" But hope ! " Yes , hope ' s a welcome guest ; To fainting souls she gives relief—Affords the weary pilgrim rest , And soothes the heart oppressed with grief .. Bufc as life ' s surging waves roll on , Hope takes her flight and leaves us lone :

In these dark hours we catch no ray From earthly hope—I would not stay . Mention no more— 'tis vain , 'tis vain ! Nothing ou earth my soul can please ; These empty names all give me pain—I cannot love such toys as these :

But far beyond the cheerless tomb J see a , land of changeless bloom ,-How glorious ! Let me take my way—In this dark world I would nofc stay !

Try To Be Happy.

TRY TO BE HAPPY .

Let us try to be happy!—we may if we will ,. Find some pleasure in life to o ' erbalance tbe ill ; . There was never au evil , if well understood , Bufc what , rightly managed , would turn to a good .. If we were bufc as ready to look to the light . As we are to set moping , because it is night ,

AVe should own it a truth , both in word and in deed ,. That who tries to be happy is sure to succeed . Lee us try to be happy!—some shades of regret Are sure to hang round which we cannot forget ; There are times when the lightest of spirits must bow .. And the sunniest face wear a cloud on his brow ;

AVe must never hid feelings , the purest and best , To lie blunted and cold in our bosoms at rest ; But the deeper our griefs , the greater our need To try to be happy , lest other hearts bleed . Oh ! try to be happy ! —ifc is not long AVe shall cheer on each other by counsel of song ;

If we make the best use of our time that we may , There is much we can do to enliven fche way . Let us only in earnestness each do our best—Before God and our conscience , and trust for the rest ; . Still take this truth , both in word aud deed . That who tries to be happy is sure to succeed .