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Poetry.
No more in public are her truths reveal'd . From all , but a chosen few , she keeps cdnceal'd . No mixed gaze , no dam ' rous noise she loves , Wisdom in soberness , her mind approves . But still ( so ' tis decreed ) she must retain Some among men her science to maintain . For them the noblest febrics she rears ,
To crown their virtues , and to ease their cares . Within those walls no trivial merit ' s known , No wild Ambition , Envy ' s jealous frown , Jaundic'd Suspicion , Satire ' s vengeful sneer , > Dare not intrude , immortal Truth is there . Friendship and Love , with all their charming train , -j In Masonry ' s bright temples ever reign— t On her grand altars no characters are slain . J
What , though the weak may point with foolish sneer > At those who ' re Masons but by what they wear ; And sagely ask if Masonry ' s so good , Why are the lives of these so very rude ? Yet candid minds ( and such do here abound ) Will own the good , tho' bad ones may be found . Search Orders thro' , e'en sacred are not free , From those who are not what they ought to be .
Still so exact are Masonry ' s bright rules , They none offend , But vicious men , or fools . Brethren to you , by whom these Truths are known , I now beg leave to turn , for favours shown My thanks are due , accept them from a heart That feels the Brother's tie in every part . Long may your Lodge remain the honour'd seat Of each Masonic Virtuegood and great !
, May ev ' ry member as a Mason shine , And round his heart its ev ' ry grace entwine ! While here below , may Heav ' n upon him show ' r Its choicest gifts , and in a distant hour , Gently from the Lodge below his soul remove To the Grand Lodge of Masonry above !
On The Deceit Of The World.
ON THE DECEIT OF THE WORLD .
OH ! What a Crocodilian world is this , Composed of treachery and insnaring wiles j She clothes destruction with a formal"kiss , And lodges death in her deceitful smiles . She hugs the sou ! she hates , and there does prove , -j The veriest tyrant when she vows to love , y And is a serpent most , when most she seems a dove . J
Thrice happy he , whose nobler thoughts despise , To make ah object of so easy gains—Thrice happy he , who scorns so poor a prize Should be the crown of his heroic pains : Thrice happy he , that ne'er was born to try -j Her frown or smiles , or , being born , did lie L In his sad nurse's arms an hour or two , and die . J M ,
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Poetry.
No more in public are her truths reveal'd . From all , but a chosen few , she keeps cdnceal'd . No mixed gaze , no dam ' rous noise she loves , Wisdom in soberness , her mind approves . But still ( so ' tis decreed ) she must retain Some among men her science to maintain . For them the noblest febrics she rears ,
To crown their virtues , and to ease their cares . Within those walls no trivial merit ' s known , No wild Ambition , Envy ' s jealous frown , Jaundic'd Suspicion , Satire ' s vengeful sneer , > Dare not intrude , immortal Truth is there . Friendship and Love , with all their charming train , -j In Masonry ' s bright temples ever reign— t On her grand altars no characters are slain . J
What , though the weak may point with foolish sneer > At those who ' re Masons but by what they wear ; And sagely ask if Masonry ' s so good , Why are the lives of these so very rude ? Yet candid minds ( and such do here abound ) Will own the good , tho' bad ones may be found . Search Orders thro' , e'en sacred are not free , From those who are not what they ought to be .
Still so exact are Masonry ' s bright rules , They none offend , But vicious men , or fools . Brethren to you , by whom these Truths are known , I now beg leave to turn , for favours shown My thanks are due , accept them from a heart That feels the Brother's tie in every part . Long may your Lodge remain the honour'd seat Of each Masonic Virtuegood and great !
, May ev ' ry member as a Mason shine , And round his heart its ev ' ry grace entwine ! While here below , may Heav ' n upon him show ' r Its choicest gifts , and in a distant hour , Gently from the Lodge below his soul remove To the Grand Lodge of Masonry above !
On The Deceit Of The World.
ON THE DECEIT OF THE WORLD .
OH ! What a Crocodilian world is this , Composed of treachery and insnaring wiles j She clothes destruction with a formal"kiss , And lodges death in her deceitful smiles . She hugs the sou ! she hates , and there does prove , -j The veriest tyrant when she vows to love , y And is a serpent most , when most she seems a dove . J
Thrice happy he , whose nobler thoughts despise , To make ah object of so easy gains—Thrice happy he , who scorns so poor a prize Should be the crown of his heroic pains : Thrice happy he , that ne'er was born to try -j Her frown or smiles , or , being born , did lie L In his sad nurse's arms an hour or two , and die . J M ,