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HOPE . —By Bro . G . Bougies Thompson . [ This Song is Copyright . ] Yes , yes , it was Hope who invented the lyre ; Tho ' sages may tell you that Hermes has given The heart-cheering strings that can soothe and inspire , Believe me 'twas Hope first brought music from heaven .
She stole Cupid ' s bow as he sported along , She strung it with chords of her own golden hair , Then smiling she gave it to earth with a song , To heighten life ' s pleasure and banish despair . 'Twas eve when she came , ere the sun left the west , While the heavens were tinged with the tears of a storm ; And based on the billows subsiding to rest , The bow o ' er the east bent its beautiful form .
Then a chorus came forth from the caves of the sea , And the waves at the sound trembled upwards and curled , As fresh from the heavens Hope chaunted with glee , And smiling bestowed her best gift on the world . But Cupid soon found his lost treasure , and saw How Hope had adorned it , and cried , " I defy All shields to the heart when such bow-strings I draw , If my arrows but waken these chords as they fly , "
So saying , he ranged the glad earth all around , And played off his mischievous gambols again ; Ah ! maidens , beware when you list to the sound , For the dart of the god surely follows the strain .
Polite and Unpolite Beasons for the same thing . — " And why cannot ladies become Masons ? " asked Lucy D , one evening , after a heart-smiting flirtation in a quadrille , and some very pretty and tiresome questions about her fast brother , who was always joining something or other . In our true spirit of gallantry , and just then , of some rather stronger feeling , we replied , " Because women were meant to be laboured for , not to labour ; and so , in moral masonry , men should be the guardians of those less powerful than themselves , not , as too often , to oUr shame , have to look up to ill-used woman ' s nature as their glowing example and uncomplaining reproach . " "I ' ve no patience with men calling themselves brothers and all that fiddle-de-dee , and going and drinking , and smoking , and fighting with pokers . I know it all , Mr . H , and contradict me if you like , but I'll maintain it to my dying day ; and I don't believe that there is any secret in it , and I will know the secret ; and I know that there is nothing in it , but I will know what it is ; and there ' s no good in it , and if it was any good , I ' m sure we should know it ; and I believe we know all about it , and why don ' t you tell me what it is ? " Mr . II swallowed his cup of coffee —( the omnibus was providentially at the door ) —¦ " Because women ' s tongues run up six stories , before any mason can build one . "—Exit Mr , JL
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Masonic Songs.-N0. 2.
MASONIC SONGS .-W 0 . 2 .
HOPE . —By Bro . G . Bougies Thompson . [ This Song is Copyright . ] Yes , yes , it was Hope who invented the lyre ; Tho ' sages may tell you that Hermes has given The heart-cheering strings that can soothe and inspire , Believe me 'twas Hope first brought music from heaven .
She stole Cupid ' s bow as he sported along , She strung it with chords of her own golden hair , Then smiling she gave it to earth with a song , To heighten life ' s pleasure and banish despair . 'Twas eve when she came , ere the sun left the west , While the heavens were tinged with the tears of a storm ; And based on the billows subsiding to rest , The bow o ' er the east bent its beautiful form .
Then a chorus came forth from the caves of the sea , And the waves at the sound trembled upwards and curled , As fresh from the heavens Hope chaunted with glee , And smiling bestowed her best gift on the world . But Cupid soon found his lost treasure , and saw How Hope had adorned it , and cried , " I defy All shields to the heart when such bow-strings I draw , If my arrows but waken these chords as they fly , "
So saying , he ranged the glad earth all around , And played off his mischievous gambols again ; Ah ! maidens , beware when you list to the sound , For the dart of the god surely follows the strain .
Polite and Unpolite Beasons for the same thing . — " And why cannot ladies become Masons ? " asked Lucy D , one evening , after a heart-smiting flirtation in a quadrille , and some very pretty and tiresome questions about her fast brother , who was always joining something or other . In our true spirit of gallantry , and just then , of some rather stronger feeling , we replied , " Because women were meant to be laboured for , not to labour ; and so , in moral masonry , men should be the guardians of those less powerful than themselves , not , as too often , to oUr shame , have to look up to ill-used woman ' s nature as their glowing example and uncomplaining reproach . " "I ' ve no patience with men calling themselves brothers and all that fiddle-de-dee , and going and drinking , and smoking , and fighting with pokers . I know it all , Mr . H , and contradict me if you like , but I'll maintain it to my dying day ; and I don't believe that there is any secret in it , and I will know the secret ; and I know that there is nothing in it , but I will know what it is ; and there ' s no good in it , and if it was any good , I ' m sure we should know it ; and I believe we know all about it , and why don ' t you tell me what it is ? " Mr . II swallowed his cup of coffee —( the omnibus was providentially at the door ) —¦ " Because women ' s tongues run up six stories , before any mason can build one . "—Exit Mr , JL