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Article THE REVELATIONS OF A SQUARE. ← Page 3 of 14 →
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The Revelations Of A Square.
"' And droop like a flower , ' said Bro . Gofton ; " ' His forehead will lower , ' Bro . Morrice snapped in ; " ' And he'll look very sour , ' shouted Bro . Lamball , with a vociferous Ha ! ha ! ha ! ha ! in which the whole company participated with a hearty good will . " ' He'll forsake her snug bower , ' resumed Bro . De Vaux ;
" ' Ancl he'll grin , gape , and g lower , ' said Bro . Revis , the Grand Secretary ; " ' He'll be off in an hour , ' added Bro . Dr . Schomberg ; "' And away he will scour , " replied Bro . Shergold ; " ' Defying her power , ' lisped Bro . Sir J . Mansell , in his very mild tone of voice ;—and ' well clone MansellHa !
, ha ! ha ! ' made the glasses on the supper table jingle with the concussion . "The Master was fond of a song , as I have alread y observed , " my informant continued , " and , as hard drinking was the vice of the times , the following chorus was a favourite with the Lodge : —
He that will not merry merry be . With a generous howl and a toast , May he in Bridewell be shut up , And fast bound to a post . Let him be merry merry there , And we'll be merry merry here ; For who does know where we shall go , To be merry another year ! " Thus the song , the toast , the jest , and merry laugh passed away the time till midni ght was announced from
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The Revelations Of A Square.
"' And droop like a flower , ' said Bro . Gofton ; " ' His forehead will lower , ' Bro . Morrice snapped in ; " ' And he'll look very sour , ' shouted Bro . Lamball , with a vociferous Ha ! ha ! ha ! ha ! in which the whole company participated with a hearty good will . " ' He'll forsake her snug bower , ' resumed Bro . De Vaux ;
" ' Ancl he'll grin , gape , and g lower , ' said Bro . Revis , the Grand Secretary ; " ' He'll be off in an hour , ' added Bro . Dr . Schomberg ; "' And away he will scour , " replied Bro . Shergold ; " ' Defying her power , ' lisped Bro . Sir J . Mansell , in his very mild tone of voice ;—and ' well clone MansellHa !
, ha ! ha ! ' made the glasses on the supper table jingle with the concussion . "The Master was fond of a song , as I have alread y observed , " my informant continued , " and , as hard drinking was the vice of the times , the following chorus was a favourite with the Lodge : —
He that will not merry merry be . With a generous howl and a toast , May he in Bridewell be shut up , And fast bound to a post . Let him be merry merry there , And we'll be merry merry here ; For who does know where we shall go , To be merry another year ! " Thus the song , the toast , the jest , and merry laugh passed away the time till midni ght was announced from