| First Line |
Page |
Verses |
| Conven'd we're met---chief Oracle of Heav'n |
5-15 |
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| Hail to the Craft! at whose serene command |
17-18 |
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| What solemn sounds on holy, &c. |
19-22 |
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| When first the golden, &c. |
23-24 |
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| Wake the lute and quiv'ring, &c. |
25-27 |
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| Almighty sire! our heav'nly king |
27-28 |
7 |
| Hail, universal Lord! |
28-29 |
1 |
| Urania, hail! to thee we sing |
29 |
3 |
| With grateful hearts your voices raise |
30-31 |
3 |
| Grant us, kind Heav'n, what we request |
32-33 |
4 |
| By Mason's art th' aspiring dome |
33-34 |
2 |
| Let there be light!--the Almighty spoke |
34-35 |
3 |
| To Heaven's high Architect all praise |
35 |
5 |
| Ladies, perhaps you've heard of Gyges' ring |
37-41 |
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| We sing of Mason's ancient fame! |
43-45 |
5 |
| Hail Masonry, thou Craft divine! |
45-47 |
6 |
| Ye Brothers of fraternal mind |
47-51 |
8 |
| Adieu, a heart, fond, warm adieu |
51-53 |
5 |
| Come let us prepare |
53-55 |
7 |
| On, on, my dear brethern, pursue your great lecture |
55-56 |
6 |
| Arise, and blow thy trumpet, Fame |
57 |
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| Unite, unite, your voices raise |
58 |
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| When earth's foundation first |
59 |
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| 'Ere God the universe began |
60-61 |
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| While trifles lead the world astray |
62-63 |
4 |
| No sect in the world can with Masons compare |
63-65 |
5 |
| Genius of masonry descend |
65-66 |
5 |
| When my divine Althea's charms |
67-68 |
3 |
| Let Masonry, from pole to pole |
68 |
2 |
| 'Tis Masonry unites mankind |
68-70 |
7 |
| Let Masons fame resound |
70-71 |
5 |
| Hail Masonry divine |
72 |
3 |
| Let drunkards boast the power of wine |
73-74 |
6 |
| Ye thrice happy few |
75-77 |
8 |
| When a lodge of Free-Masons are cloth'd in their aprons |
77-79 |
10 |
| How happy a Mason whose bosom still glows |
80 |
2 |
| When Masonry expiring lay |
81-83 |
5 |
| Hail Masonry! thou sacred art |
83-84 |
2 |
| Come ye Masons hither bring |
84-85 |
5 |
| Whilst each poet sings |
85-87 |
5 |
| When the sun from the East first salutes mortal eyes |
87-89 |
6 |
| To all who Masonry despise |
89-90 |
3 |
| We have no idle prating |
90-91 |
4 |
| Mason's daughter fair and young, A |
91-92 |
4 |
| Hail secret art! by Heav'n design'd |
93-94 |
5 |
| Glorious Craft which fires the mind |
94 |
3 |
| Of all institutions to form well the mind |
95-96 |
4 |
| Ye gracious powers of choral song |
96-98 |
10 |
| Once I was blind and could not see |
98-100 |
8 |
| My tongue shall ever run |
101 |
2 |
| Let Masonry be now my theme |
102-103 |
4 |
| Ye brethren of the ancient Craft |
103-104 |
3 |
| God caus'd great lights to shine |
104-105 |
3 |
| God bless the royal band |
105-107 |
6 |
| Let Masons ever live in love |
107-108 |
3 |
| Assembl'd and tyl'd, let us social agree |
108-109 |
4 |
| Ye dull stupid mortals, give o'er your conjectures |
109-111 |
4 |
| When Heaven design'd that man should know |
111-113 |
9 |
| Let Masons be merry each night when they meet |
113-115 |
4 |
| Thus when from Babel they [disperse] |
115 |
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| With friendly aid let us unite |
116 |
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| Health to our sisters let's drink, A |
117 |
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| Sing to the honours of those |
118 |
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| Ye sons of fair science, &c. |
120 |
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| Hence, sorrow avaunt! you, &c. |
122 |
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| With harmony and flowing wine |
123-124 |
5 |
| From the depths let us praise |
124-126 |
8 |
| Come fill up a bumper, and let it go round |
126-127 |
4 |
| When Masonry, by heaven's design |
127-129 |
5 |
| As Masons once on Shinar's plain |
129-130 |
4 |