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The Farewell.
II . Oft have I met your social band , And spent the chearful festive night ; Oft , honour- 'd with supreme command , Presided o ' er the sons of light ; And by that hieroglyphic bright , Which none but craftsmen ever saw !
Strong mem ' ry on my heart shall write , Those happy scenes when far awa' I III . May freedom , harmony , and love , Unite you in the grand design , Beneath th' omniscient eye above , The glorious Architect divine I
That you may keep th' unerring line , Still rising by tlie plummet ' s law , Till order bright completely shine , Shall be my pray ' r when far awa * . IV . And you , farewell ! whose merits claim , Justly that hihest badto wear !
g ge Heav ' n bless your honour'd , noble name , To Masonry and Scotia dear ! A last request permit me here , When yearly ye assemble a ' , One round , I ask it with a tear , To him , the Bard that ' s far awa ' .
Temperance.
TEMPERANCE .
PANYSAS very justly said , That wine may kindle honest mirth ; ~ B ut that when drinking turns a trade , No plague more dreadful visits earth . ¦ 'Tis easy never to sit down , But often difficult to rise ;
Defy the club ' s collected frown , And face each friend with hostile eyes . And 'tis a very childish story , Tho' current in the world it pass , That BAUDS can never rise to glory . Unless they love a frequent glass . Pure water keeps us cool and liht
g , . But most of us may own with sorrow , That when we play the fool to-night , We barely vegetate to-morrow . Had FLACCUS from the fountain drunk , Nor ever drown'd his wits in wine , To bawdry he could ne ' er have sunk , But every ode had been divine .
Let others of more frigid veins , For courage to the bowl resort : ¦ Alas ' . MENANDER ' sad remains Are sweeter than a tun of port . .
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The Farewell.
II . Oft have I met your social band , And spent the chearful festive night ; Oft , honour- 'd with supreme command , Presided o ' er the sons of light ; And by that hieroglyphic bright , Which none but craftsmen ever saw !
Strong mem ' ry on my heart shall write , Those happy scenes when far awa' I III . May freedom , harmony , and love , Unite you in the grand design , Beneath th' omniscient eye above , The glorious Architect divine I
That you may keep th' unerring line , Still rising by tlie plummet ' s law , Till order bright completely shine , Shall be my pray ' r when far awa * . IV . And you , farewell ! whose merits claim , Justly that hihest badto wear !
g ge Heav ' n bless your honour'd , noble name , To Masonry and Scotia dear ! A last request permit me here , When yearly ye assemble a ' , One round , I ask it with a tear , To him , the Bard that ' s far awa ' .
Temperance.
TEMPERANCE .
PANYSAS very justly said , That wine may kindle honest mirth ; ~ B ut that when drinking turns a trade , No plague more dreadful visits earth . ¦ 'Tis easy never to sit down , But often difficult to rise ;
Defy the club ' s collected frown , And face each friend with hostile eyes . And 'tis a very childish story , Tho' current in the world it pass , That BAUDS can never rise to glory . Unless they love a frequent glass . Pure water keeps us cool and liht
g , . But most of us may own with sorrow , That when we play the fool to-night , We barely vegetate to-morrow . Had FLACCUS from the fountain drunk , Nor ever drown'd his wits in wine , To bawdry he could ne ' er have sunk , But every ode had been divine .
Let others of more frigid veins , For courage to the bowl resort : ¦ Alas ' . MENANDER ' sad remains Are sweeter than a tun of port . .