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The Freemason;
BAR . No ; COUNT . For through the Fatal Chamber would I go , Dare all the perils in it I might find , Become the great protector of mankind , But , be called Brother—perhaps in the street—By each Masonic snob I chance to meet , By all my titles ! If I were to yield , It would
be a foul blot upon my shield . BAR . Virtue and worth alone from us can claim To be distinguished by rank or in name ; None but the pure in soul can e ' er acquire The titles wMch we grant . For we require A heart devoid of arrogance and pride , A heart wMch honour and which virtue guide
; And of armorial bearings ev ' ry trace The Mason ' s trowel quickly will efface . COUNT , ( scornfully . ) Virtue and worth alone ! I can ' t believe
I hear a Baron speak ; I greatly grieve To find that you have been deluded by Some self-styled adepts in philosophy . Virtue and worth are not in coats of arms ! Then hear me now , ye Gods ! with all its charms I give up Masonry ! and all disclaim That honours not my titles arid my name .
BAR . Truly , you ' re resolution 1 approve . COUNT . And from it not a step will I e ' er move . BAR . Well , now , with your permission I design To offer my respects to Caroline . COUNT . Oh ! to be sure ! BAR . I go for the bouquet , I promised to present to her to-day . [ Exit . COUNT . Aye ! that ' s a Baron!—Baron Cerberus , And I ' m , upon my soul ! Count Tantalus .
SCENE VII . CAROLINE . THE COUNT . CAROL . Well , uncle , is it settled ? Is all right ? Will they admit you at the-Lodge to-mght ? COUNT . To-night , indeed!—I at the Lodge!—I ! no , I not such to
am a noody as go . CAROL . What mean you ? COUNT . It can scarcely be believed That men of rank should be so much deceived . CAROL . What is it then ? COUNT . Why , ev ' ry thing that ' s bad ; Don t mention it
again—;—CAROL , ( aside . ) My uncle ' s mad . COUNT . It makes me shudder—CAROL . But do tell me . COUNT . Hear ! You know , my niece , that I ' m a Count , a peer ,
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The Freemason;
BAR . No ; COUNT . For through the Fatal Chamber would I go , Dare all the perils in it I might find , Become the great protector of mankind , But , be called Brother—perhaps in the street—By each Masonic snob I chance to meet , By all my titles ! If I were to yield , It would
be a foul blot upon my shield . BAR . Virtue and worth alone from us can claim To be distinguished by rank or in name ; None but the pure in soul can e ' er acquire The titles wMch we grant . For we require A heart devoid of arrogance and pride , A heart wMch honour and which virtue guide
; And of armorial bearings ev ' ry trace The Mason ' s trowel quickly will efface . COUNT , ( scornfully . ) Virtue and worth alone ! I can ' t believe
I hear a Baron speak ; I greatly grieve To find that you have been deluded by Some self-styled adepts in philosophy . Virtue and worth are not in coats of arms ! Then hear me now , ye Gods ! with all its charms I give up Masonry ! and all disclaim That honours not my titles arid my name .
BAR . Truly , you ' re resolution 1 approve . COUNT . And from it not a step will I e ' er move . BAR . Well , now , with your permission I design To offer my respects to Caroline . COUNT . Oh ! to be sure ! BAR . I go for the bouquet , I promised to present to her to-day . [ Exit . COUNT . Aye ! that ' s a Baron!—Baron Cerberus , And I ' m , upon my soul ! Count Tantalus .
SCENE VII . CAROLINE . THE COUNT . CAROL . Well , uncle , is it settled ? Is all right ? Will they admit you at the-Lodge to-mght ? COUNT . To-night , indeed!—I at the Lodge!—I ! no , I not such to
am a noody as go . CAROL . What mean you ? COUNT . It can scarcely be believed That men of rank should be so much deceived . CAROL . What is it then ? COUNT . Why , ev ' ry thing that ' s bad ; Don t mention it
again—;—CAROL , ( aside . ) My uncle ' s mad . COUNT . It makes me shudder—CAROL . But do tell me . COUNT . Hear ! You know , my niece , that I ' m a Count , a peer ,