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The Freemason;
No matter ! There must be some good to gain , Since men this mystic knowledge try to obtain . There is this vanity on earth below , AVe like to penetrate what others know ; And mystery has charms which all pursue , . We like to know that which is known to few . OhMasonry !—Accursed Brotherhood !
, In spite of all thy over vaunted good , To woman thou hast ever been a grief From which we ' re told ' tis vain to seek relief ; Each month , on thee one evening is bestowed , When every Mason slinks from his abode ; First from his casket cautiously he draws Some paltry or such like
aprons gewgaws ; He pockets them , and hiding them with care , Steals like a thief away to—God knows where ; What he has gone to do , or where to roam , None knows ; his poor wife sadly sits at home . If she dare question him , in haughty stile He'll look , and answer only bv a smile .
He treats her like a child . This secret art , Which men are so unwilling to impart , They'll sometimes figuratively explain ; But we can ' t find the secret out , ' tis plain . The Lodge , I think , ' s a kind of club , where they Who wish , can idle all their time away . Perhapsof this Craftwhich seems the liht to shun
, , g , THE SECRET IS , THAT SECRET THERE IS NONE . Still is it terrible , that beauty should Ask thus in vain , and b y man be withstood . I love the Baron , but I will conceal My love from him , unless he will reveal This secret , causing all this hateful strife As is befitting , to his future wife .
If he refuse ! What then ? Must I reject His hand ? and break his heart ? Let me reflect . Oh , no . ' the Baron ' s noble , ancl he ' s brave ; To honour , and to love he is a slave . But I will try , I'll prove his sense of dut y ; What pleasure to lay siege to him with beauty ! If I succeed , what happiness for me—If not , how glorious for him it will be .
SCENE II . Enter the COUNT . COUNT . Good morning , Caroline ! m CAR f 01 ' , _ I hope you ' re well . Wherefore so sad ? COUNT . Oh ! griefs I not tell
may . CAROL . The rich Count Cockerschaffniss suffer grief COUNT . Rlch ! rich ! indeed ; riches give no relief ; < it all our German Counts not one , I ' m sure , Has half so much as I have to endure .
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The Freemason;
No matter ! There must be some good to gain , Since men this mystic knowledge try to obtain . There is this vanity on earth below , AVe like to penetrate what others know ; And mystery has charms which all pursue , . We like to know that which is known to few . OhMasonry !—Accursed Brotherhood !
, In spite of all thy over vaunted good , To woman thou hast ever been a grief From which we ' re told ' tis vain to seek relief ; Each month , on thee one evening is bestowed , When every Mason slinks from his abode ; First from his casket cautiously he draws Some paltry or such like
aprons gewgaws ; He pockets them , and hiding them with care , Steals like a thief away to—God knows where ; What he has gone to do , or where to roam , None knows ; his poor wife sadly sits at home . If she dare question him , in haughty stile He'll look , and answer only bv a smile .
He treats her like a child . This secret art , Which men are so unwilling to impart , They'll sometimes figuratively explain ; But we can ' t find the secret out , ' tis plain . The Lodge , I think , ' s a kind of club , where they Who wish , can idle all their time away . Perhapsof this Craftwhich seems the liht to shun
, , g , THE SECRET IS , THAT SECRET THERE IS NONE . Still is it terrible , that beauty should Ask thus in vain , and b y man be withstood . I love the Baron , but I will conceal My love from him , unless he will reveal This secret , causing all this hateful strife As is befitting , to his future wife .
If he refuse ! What then ? Must I reject His hand ? and break his heart ? Let me reflect . Oh , no . ' the Baron ' s noble , ancl he ' s brave ; To honour , and to love he is a slave . But I will try , I'll prove his sense of dut y ; What pleasure to lay siege to him with beauty ! If I succeed , what happiness for me—If not , how glorious for him it will be .
SCENE II . Enter the COUNT . COUNT . Good morning , Caroline ! m CAR f 01 ' , _ I hope you ' re well . Wherefore so sad ? COUNT . Oh ! griefs I not tell
may . CAROL . The rich Count Cockerschaffniss suffer grief COUNT . Rlch ! rich ! indeed ; riches give no relief ; < it all our German Counts not one , I ' m sure , Has half so much as I have to endure .