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Masonic Ode,
MASONIC ODE ,
ON THE DEATH OF HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS THE DUKE OF SUSSEX , GRAND MASTER OF FREEMASONS . BY BRO . J . E . CARPENTER .
LET our tears be shed , o ' er the funeral bed Where our Prince—our Friend , reposes , For the darksome gloom of no royal tomb His honored corse encloses ; 1 The free fresh air waves the branches there ,
Let no false pride upbraid him , He knew no state but the good and great , And mid those he loved they ' ve laid
him-The worldly fame , and the Royal name , May pass—we claim another , — In the mystic band he'll no more command , We mourn him as a BROTHER ! May pray ' rs ascend for our loved , lost friend ,
From our Lodges' deep recesses , In words of love to the Lodge above , And from hearts that fervour blesses !
Tho' tears may fall o ' er the funeral pall , Where his earthly course was ended , Far , far away , shall the Mason pray , For him who all befriended ! May our minds be squared and our souls prepared
Like his , in virtue centred , For the "Lodge of Light , " in those regions bright , Where we trust his spirit ' s enter'd !
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Masonic Ode,
MASONIC ODE ,
ON THE DEATH OF HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS THE DUKE OF SUSSEX , GRAND MASTER OF FREEMASONS . BY BRO . J . E . CARPENTER .
LET our tears be shed , o ' er the funeral bed Where our Prince—our Friend , reposes , For the darksome gloom of no royal tomb His honored corse encloses ; 1 The free fresh air waves the branches there ,
Let no false pride upbraid him , He knew no state but the good and great , And mid those he loved they ' ve laid
him-The worldly fame , and the Royal name , May pass—we claim another , — In the mystic band he'll no more command , We mourn him as a BROTHER ! May pray ' rs ascend for our loved , lost friend ,
From our Lodges' deep recesses , In words of love to the Lodge above , And from hearts that fervour blesses !
Tho' tears may fall o ' er the funeral pall , Where his earthly course was ended , Far , far away , shall the Mason pray , For him who all befriended ! May our minds be squared and our souls prepared
Like his , in virtue centred , For the "Lodge of Light , " in those regions bright , Where we trust his spirit ' s enter'd !