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King Solomon's Temple.
Oil ! the house of the Lord that our lives might raise , How it gleams from our fair youth-time ! How its manifold arches and architraves blaze , Through the -wilderness dust of our prime ; Yet our years when they moulder to ashes , Behold us but wrecks sublime ! For the house that AVO build in a lifetime ' s length ,
From the midst of our worldly din , Hiith no Jachin and Boaz , establish'd in strength , And no Holy of Holies within ; And we hear up no Ark of the Covenant , From out of our Desert of Zin !
There ' s a mountain of God in each human heart For that glorious Temple ' s base ; And the lines of each loyal Mason's art May its grand foundations trace ; And Avithin it , the Avings of cherubs May the Holy of Holies embrace ! Through the beautiful aisles of the charmed past , How its wonderful harmonies swell !
When their meanings arise , at the Templar ' s blast , From the mould of each darksome cell ; And the soul of the . true no longer With the dust of the false shall dwell !
When the thoughts of our morning shall royally plan , And the deeds of our day shall build ; And the arch of perfection eternally span , With the measure our Master hath will'd ; And the depths of our Holy of Holies With incense of prayer be fill'd ! When the pillars of strength in our porch shall
abide , With the lilies of beauty above ; And tlie veil of the Presence , encompassing wide , Overshadow the ark of our love ; And the peace of the blessed Shekinah Enfold , like the Avings of a dove !
Oh ! the cedars of Lebanon grow at our door , And the quarry is sunk at our gate ; And the ships out of Ophir , Avith golden ore For our summoning mandate Avait •, And the word of a Master Mason , May the house of our soul create ! While the day hath light , let the light be used , For no man shall the night control ! ' Or ever the silken chord be loosed , Or broken the golden howl , ' May Ave build King Solomon ' s Temple In the true Masonic soul !"
Having thus called , very shortly , theattention of our readers to this very striking poem , we thank Bro . Tweddell forha ving i introduced it practically to the knoAvledge of our English Brotherhood . Some think , that
our brethren as a body are too busy with their worldly avocations , ancl too much taken up with their allotted duties in life , t ° ho able to devote much time to either poetry or prose , much less to enter themselves in the arena of literature as writers , or to " lisp , " in pleasing Masonic numbers .
King Solomon's Temple.
We are inclined to think that there are more readers , ancl we Avill add , writers amongst us , than is generally belieA-ed , and therefore it is to encourage the future " Prestons , " ancl " Dugannes " of our Masonic Fraternity , that Ave are of opinion
that their attention should be called from time to time , to the excellencies of both kinds of literature . We cannot help hoping and believing that hi this enquiring ancl active age , a brig hter clay may yet daivn on our
Freemasonry , both in the intellectual aspirations and intellectual efforts of our Brotherhood . W .
Thomas Dunckerley.
THOMAS DUNCKERLEY .
A MASONIC BIOGEAPHY , BY ALBEET G . MACKEY , M . D . No one among the Masons of England occupied a more distinguished position , or played a more important part in the
labors of the Craft , during the latter part of the eighteenth century , than Thomas Dunckerley , AA'hose private life was as romantic as his Masonic was honorable . Thomas Dunckerley Avas born in the City of Londonon the 23 rd of October
, , 1724 . He was the reputed son of Mr . and Mrs Mary Dunckerley , but really owed his birth to a personage of a much higher rani ;; in life , being the natural son of tho Prince of Wales , afterwards George the Second , to Avhom he bore , as
his portrait shoA \ s , a striking resemblance . It was not until after his mother ' s death that he became acquainted . Avith the true history of his birth ; so that for more than half of his life this son of a King occupied a very humble position on the stage of the worldand was sometimes even
em-, barrassed Avith the pressure of poverty and distress . At the age of ten he entered the Navy , ancl continued in the service for tweidy-six years , acquiring by his intelligence and uniformly good conduct the esteem and
commendation of all his commanders . But having no personal or family interest , he never attained to any higher rank than that of a gunner . During all this
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
King Solomon's Temple.
Oil ! the house of the Lord that our lives might raise , How it gleams from our fair youth-time ! How its manifold arches and architraves blaze , Through the -wilderness dust of our prime ; Yet our years when they moulder to ashes , Behold us but wrecks sublime ! For the house that AVO build in a lifetime ' s length ,
From the midst of our worldly din , Hiith no Jachin and Boaz , establish'd in strength , And no Holy of Holies within ; And we hear up no Ark of the Covenant , From out of our Desert of Zin !
There ' s a mountain of God in each human heart For that glorious Temple ' s base ; And the lines of each loyal Mason's art May its grand foundations trace ; And Avithin it , the Avings of cherubs May the Holy of Holies embrace ! Through the beautiful aisles of the charmed past , How its wonderful harmonies swell !
When their meanings arise , at the Templar ' s blast , From the mould of each darksome cell ; And the soul of the . true no longer With the dust of the false shall dwell !
When the thoughts of our morning shall royally plan , And the deeds of our day shall build ; And the arch of perfection eternally span , With the measure our Master hath will'd ; And the depths of our Holy of Holies With incense of prayer be fill'd ! When the pillars of strength in our porch shall
abide , With the lilies of beauty above ; And tlie veil of the Presence , encompassing wide , Overshadow the ark of our love ; And the peace of the blessed Shekinah Enfold , like the Avings of a dove !
Oh ! the cedars of Lebanon grow at our door , And the quarry is sunk at our gate ; And the ships out of Ophir , Avith golden ore For our summoning mandate Avait •, And the word of a Master Mason , May the house of our soul create ! While the day hath light , let the light be used , For no man shall the night control ! ' Or ever the silken chord be loosed , Or broken the golden howl , ' May Ave build King Solomon ' s Temple In the true Masonic soul !"
Having thus called , very shortly , theattention of our readers to this very striking poem , we thank Bro . Tweddell forha ving i introduced it practically to the knoAvledge of our English Brotherhood . Some think , that
our brethren as a body are too busy with their worldly avocations , ancl too much taken up with their allotted duties in life , t ° ho able to devote much time to either poetry or prose , much less to enter themselves in the arena of literature as writers , or to " lisp , " in pleasing Masonic numbers .
King Solomon's Temple.
We are inclined to think that there are more readers , ancl we Avill add , writers amongst us , than is generally belieA-ed , and therefore it is to encourage the future " Prestons , " ancl " Dugannes " of our Masonic Fraternity , that Ave are of opinion
that their attention should be called from time to time , to the excellencies of both kinds of literature . We cannot help hoping and believing that hi this enquiring ancl active age , a brig hter clay may yet daivn on our
Freemasonry , both in the intellectual aspirations and intellectual efforts of our Brotherhood . W .
Thomas Dunckerley.
THOMAS DUNCKERLEY .
A MASONIC BIOGEAPHY , BY ALBEET G . MACKEY , M . D . No one among the Masons of England occupied a more distinguished position , or played a more important part in the
labors of the Craft , during the latter part of the eighteenth century , than Thomas Dunckerley , AA'hose private life was as romantic as his Masonic was honorable . Thomas Dunckerley Avas born in the City of Londonon the 23 rd of October
, , 1724 . He was the reputed son of Mr . and Mrs Mary Dunckerley , but really owed his birth to a personage of a much higher rani ;; in life , being the natural son of tho Prince of Wales , afterwards George the Second , to Avhom he bore , as
his portrait shoA \ s , a striking resemblance . It was not until after his mother ' s death that he became acquainted . Avith the true history of his birth ; so that for more than half of his life this son of a King occupied a very humble position on the stage of the worldand was sometimes even
em-, barrassed Avith the pressure of poverty and distress . At the age of ten he entered the Navy , ancl continued in the service for tweidy-six years , acquiring by his intelligence and uniformly good conduct the esteem and
commendation of all his commanders . But having no personal or family interest , he never attained to any higher rank than that of a gunner . During all this