-
Articles/Ads
Article POETRY. Page 1 of 1 Article LINES ADDRESSED TO A LADY AT CHURCH. Page 1 of 1
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Poetry.
POETRY .
ODE . BY BROTHER JOSEPH PEARSON , NEWCASTLE-ON-TYNH . SEIZE the Muse in her noblest flight , Summon to earth spirits of light , Strike the harp on its boldest chord
, Aid frail mortals , mysterious word , To raise an Anthem worthy of thee , Thou heav ' n-born science , FREEMASONRY ! When spiritual darkness earth o ' er ran , And savage beast and savage man Made earth a hell with woe and pain , And peace had fled to heaven
again—Nor Egypt ' s shores , nor Judah ' s plains , Sent forth the cry , " Jehovah reigns !" So lost was man : when from above Thou taught ' st him joy and peace and love ; When poor and blind , and naked was he , Thou taught ' st him the value of CHARITY ; To worship the one true God above
With all his heart , for " God is love ;" To live on earth with all his care , By plummet ' s law , " by rule and square ;" And then , as now , when death drew nigh , Thou finally taught ' st him how to die . This tribute of praise , then , is due to thee , Thou Science , DIVINE FREEMASONRY !
Lines Addressed To A Lady At Church.
LINES ADDRESSED TO A LADY AT CHURCH .
So mild a look , with such devotion join'd—A virgin body , and a spotless mind ! Pleased with her prayers , while heav ' n in mercy sees The lovely votress on her bended knees . Sure it must think some angel lost its way , And happ ' ning on our wretched earth to stray ; Tired with our follies , fain would take its flight , To be restored to those blest realms of light . H . II . S .
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Poetry.
POETRY .
ODE . BY BROTHER JOSEPH PEARSON , NEWCASTLE-ON-TYNH . SEIZE the Muse in her noblest flight , Summon to earth spirits of light , Strike the harp on its boldest chord
, Aid frail mortals , mysterious word , To raise an Anthem worthy of thee , Thou heav ' n-born science , FREEMASONRY ! When spiritual darkness earth o ' er ran , And savage beast and savage man Made earth a hell with woe and pain , And peace had fled to heaven
again—Nor Egypt ' s shores , nor Judah ' s plains , Sent forth the cry , " Jehovah reigns !" So lost was man : when from above Thou taught ' st him joy and peace and love ; When poor and blind , and naked was he , Thou taught ' st him the value of CHARITY ; To worship the one true God above
With all his heart , for " God is love ;" To live on earth with all his care , By plummet ' s law , " by rule and square ;" And then , as now , when death drew nigh , Thou finally taught ' st him how to die . This tribute of praise , then , is due to thee , Thou Science , DIVINE FREEMASONRY !
Lines Addressed To A Lady At Church.
LINES ADDRESSED TO A LADY AT CHURCH .
So mild a look , with such devotion join'd—A virgin body , and a spotless mind ! Pleased with her prayers , while heav ' n in mercy sees The lovely votress on her bended knees . Sure it must think some angel lost its way , And happ ' ning on our wretched earth to stray ; Tired with our follies , fain would take its flight , To be restored to those blest realms of light . H . II . S .