SONG XIII.

[Tune, In Infancy, &c]

LET Masonry from pole to pole

Her sacred laws expand,
Far as the mighty waters roll,
To wash remotest land;

That Virtue has not left mankind,
Her social Maxims prove;

For stamp'd upon the Mason's mind
Are unity and love.

Ascending to her native sky,..
Let Masonry increase;

A glorious pillar rais'd on high,
Integrity its base.

Peace adds to olive boughs, entwin'd,
An emblematic dove,

As stamp'd upon the Mason's mind
Are unity and love.

SONG XIV.

[Tune, In Infancy, &c]

HAIL, Masonry! thou sacred art,

Of origin divine!

Kind partner of each social heart,

And fav'rite of the Nine!

By thee we're taught our acts to square,
To measure life's short span ;

And each infirmity to bear

That's incident to man,

Cho. By thee, &c.

Though Envy's tongue should blast thy fame,

And ignorance may sneer,

Yet still thy ancient houour'd name

Is to each brother dear:

Then strike the blow, to charge prepare,

In this we all agree,

'May freedom be each Mason's care,

And every Mason free.'

Cho. Then strike the blow, &c.

SONG XV.

[Tune. Rule, Britannia.]

WHEN heaven design'd that man should know
All that was good and great below,

This was the happy choice decree,
The blessings of Freemasonry.*

Hence Peace and Friendship deign to smile;
Instructive rules the hours beguile;
In social joy and harmony

Are spent the hours of Masonry.

To Beauty's shrine they homage pay,
Its power they know, and own its sway;
And this their toast will always be,
Success to Love and Masonry.

Of modern learning, ancient lore,
Masons possess an ample store;
At faction spurn- but loyalty
Congenial is with Masonry.

When taste and genius both combine
To shape the stone, or draw the line;
In fair proportion just and free,
All own the power of Masonry.

Whate'er in sculptur'd skill we prize;
Or domes are rear'd, or structures rise;
Such wonders ne'er mankind could see,
But by the help of Masonry.

An edifice we're proud to own,
Of wood not made, nor yet of stone;
Whose angles, squares, and symmetry,
Are emblems of Freemasonry.

'Tis founded on a brother's love;
Relief and Truth its pillars prove;
Its corner-stone is Charity;
The building's then Free-masonry.

By Nature rear'd, improv'd by art,
The mansion view, a Mason's heart,
Which ne'er was equall'd, all agree,
When modell'd by Freemasonry.

The last two Lines of each Verse are Chorus.

SONG XVI.

[Tune, Mulberry Tree.]

YE sous of fair Science, impatient to learn,

What's meant by a Mason you here may discern ;
He strengthens the weak, he gives light to the blind,
And the naked he clothes-is a friend to mankind.
All shall yield to Masonry;

Bend to thee,
Blest Masonry;

Matchless was he who founded thee,
And thou, like him, immortal shalt be.

He walks on the level of honour and truth,
And spurns the wild passions of folly and youth;
The compass and square all his frailties reprove,
And his ultimate object is brotherly love.

The temple of knowledge he nobly doth raise,
Supported by Wisdom, and Learning its base;
When rear'd and adorn'd, Strength and Beauty unite,
And he views the fair structure with conscious delight.

With fortitude bless'd, he's a stranger to fears,
And govern'd by Prudence, he cautiously steers;
Till Temperance shows him the port of Content,
And Justice, unasked, gives the sign of consent.

Inspir'd by his feelings, he bounty imparts,
For Charity ranges at large in our hearts;
And an indigent Brother reliev'd from his woes,
Feels a pleasure inferior to him who bestows.

Thus a Mason I've drawn, and expos'd to your view;
And Truth must acknowledge the figure is true;
Then members become, let's be brothers and friends;
There's a secret remaining will make you amends.

SONG XVII.

[Tune, God save the King.]

HAIL, Masonry divine!
Glory of ages shine,

Long may'st thou reign!
Where'er thy Lodges stand,
May they have great command,
And always grace the land,

Thou Art divine!

LET drunkards boast the power of wine,
And reel from side to side;
Let lovers kneel at beauty's shrine,
The sport of female pride :
Be ours the more exalted part,
To celebrate the Mason's art,
And spread its praises wide.

To dens and thickets, dark and rude,
For shelter beasts repair;

With sticks and straws the feather'd brood

Suspend their nests in air:

And man untaught as wild as these

Binds up sad huts with boughs of trees,
And feeds on wretched fare.

But science dawning in his mind,
The quarry he explores;
Industry and the Arts combin'd

Improv'd all nature's stores:

Thus walls were built, and houses rear'd-
No storms nor tempests now are fear'd
Within his well-fram'd doors.

When stately palaces arise,

When columns grace the hall,

When towers and spires salute the skies,
We owe to Masons all:

Nor buildings only do they give,

But teach men how within to live,

And yield to reason's call."

Lodg'd in each true Freemason's breast,
Unite and rule their hearts:"

By these, while Masons square their minds,
The state no better subjects finds,

None act more upright parts.

When Bucks and Albions are forgot,"
Freemasons will remain;

Mushrooms, each day, spring up and rot,
While oaks stretch o'er the plain;
Let others quarrel, rant, and roar;
Their noisy revels when no more,
Still Masonry shall reign.

Our leathern aprons we compare
With garters red and blue;
Princes and Kings our brothers are,
While they our rules pursue :
Then drink success and health to all
The Craft around this earthly ball,
May Brethren still prove true!

SONG XIX.

THE ENTERED APPRENTICE'S SONG.

COME, let us prepare, we brothers that are
Assembled on merry occasion,

To drink, laugh, and sing; for our wine has a spring:
Here's a health to an accepted Mason.

The world is in pain our secrets to gain,

And still let them wonder and gaze on:

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Till they're shown the Light, they'll ne'er know the right Word or sign of an accepted Mason.

"Tis this, and 'tis that, they cannot tell what,

Nor why the great men of the nation

Should aprons put on, and make themselves one

With a free and an accepted Mason.

N

Great kings, dukes, and lords, have laid by their swords, Our myst'ry to put a good grace on;

And thought themselves fam'd to hear themselves nam'd
With a free and an accepted Mason.

Antiquity's pride we have on our side, ubio,
To keep up our old reputation; or
There's nought but what's good to be understood
By a free and an accepted Mason.