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The Ancient Mysteries
The victory of Moms represents the power of the clouds to inundate , ; ';¦ . . ¦ ' ¦¦¦ ¦; . .. '¦ ¦ . '¦¦ ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦ " . ¦'¦ jff arpo untimely born of Isis in the winter solstice , and weak in his lower lin ^ bs , would refer to the weak shootings of corn preniatiirely produced .
The moral , then , to be derived from the consideration of the Isiae Osiridiaii mysteries , is that the Egyptians , in their ignorance and heathenism , acted , nevertheless , up to the light that was in them ; and that , not knowing the true Grod , they praised Nature . Well would it be for many to whom better and purer light is vouchsafed .
i £ without copying Egyptian superstition , or grovelling needlessly in Egyptian darkness , they would not disdain the hint conveyed in Tom Hood ' s lines in his celebrated Ode to Bae Wilson : —
"E ' en the poor heathen ' s homage to the sun I would not harshly scorn , lest even there I s ^ xitr ^ d some el ements of Christian prayer : An aihi , though erring , at a world ayont- — Acknowledgment of good—of man ' s futility —• A sense of need—of weakness—and , indeed , That very thing so many Christians want—Humility . " x ;
The Evergreen.
THE EVERGREEN .
BT BRO . ROB MORRIS , OF KENTUCKY , U . S .
[ The decease of General Morgan Lewis , Grand Master of New York , was attended with various and touching evidences of his devotion to Masonry . Among his latest requests was this , that he might be laid in his coffin with a bunch of evergreen upon his breast . ] The veteran sinks to rest ;—" Lay it upon my breast , And let it crumble with my heart to dust : Its leaves a lesson tell , Their verdure teacheth well The everlasting greenness of my trust .
u Through threescore years and ten , With failing , dying men , I ' ve wept the uncertainties of life and time ; The symbols loved of yore Have changed , have lost their pow ' r , All save this emblem of a faith sublime !
" Things are not as they were ; The Level and the Square , Those time-worn implements of love and truth , The Incense flowing o ' er , The Lambskin chastely pure , Bear not the interpretation as in youth ;
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
The Ancient Mysteries
The victory of Moms represents the power of the clouds to inundate , ; ';¦ . . ¦ ' ¦¦¦ ¦; . .. '¦ ¦ . '¦¦ ¦ ¦ ¦ ¦ " . ¦'¦ jff arpo untimely born of Isis in the winter solstice , and weak in his lower lin ^ bs , would refer to the weak shootings of corn preniatiirely produced .
The moral , then , to be derived from the consideration of the Isiae Osiridiaii mysteries , is that the Egyptians , in their ignorance and heathenism , acted , nevertheless , up to the light that was in them ; and that , not knowing the true Grod , they praised Nature . Well would it be for many to whom better and purer light is vouchsafed .
i £ without copying Egyptian superstition , or grovelling needlessly in Egyptian darkness , they would not disdain the hint conveyed in Tom Hood ' s lines in his celebrated Ode to Bae Wilson : —
"E ' en the poor heathen ' s homage to the sun I would not harshly scorn , lest even there I s ^ xitr ^ d some el ements of Christian prayer : An aihi , though erring , at a world ayont- — Acknowledgment of good—of man ' s futility —• A sense of need—of weakness—and , indeed , That very thing so many Christians want—Humility . " x ;
The Evergreen.
THE EVERGREEN .
BT BRO . ROB MORRIS , OF KENTUCKY , U . S .
[ The decease of General Morgan Lewis , Grand Master of New York , was attended with various and touching evidences of his devotion to Masonry . Among his latest requests was this , that he might be laid in his coffin with a bunch of evergreen upon his breast . ] The veteran sinks to rest ;—" Lay it upon my breast , And let it crumble with my heart to dust : Its leaves a lesson tell , Their verdure teacheth well The everlasting greenness of my trust .
u Through threescore years and ten , With failing , dying men , I ' ve wept the uncertainties of life and time ; The symbols loved of yore Have changed , have lost their pow ' r , All save this emblem of a faith sublime !
" Things are not as they were ; The Level and the Square , Those time-worn implements of love and truth , The Incense flowing o ' er , The Lambskin chastely pure , Bear not the interpretation as in youth ;