| First Line |
Page |
Verses |
| Hail to the craft! At whose serene command (fl) |
341 |
1 |
| What solemn sounds on holy Sinai rung (fl) |
342-344 |
10 |
| Thou fairest type of excellence divine (fl) |
344 |
1 |
| Almighty Sire! Our heavenly king (fl) |
345 |
7 |
| Assist me, ye fair tuneful Nine (fl) |
346 |
4 |
| Arise, gentle muse, and thy wisdom impart (fl) |
347 |
2 |
| By Mason's Art th' aspiring dome (fl) |
347 |
2 |
| Let there be light! The Almighty spoke (fl) |
348 |
3 |
| To Heaven's high Architect all praise (fl) |
348 |
1 |
| When earth's foundation first was laid (fl) |
349 |
4 |
| Not the fictions of Greece, or the dreams of old Rome (fl) |
349-351 |
4 |
| Let Masonry, from pole to pole (fl) |
351 |
2 |
| Hail, Masonry! Thou sacred art (fl) |
351-352 |
2 |
| Ye dull stupid mortals give o'er your conjectures (fl) |
352-353 |
4 |
| Unite, unite, your voices raise (fl) |
353 |
5 |
| Ye sons of fair science, impatient to learn (fl) |
354-355 |
3 |
| On, on, my dear brethren, pursue, your great lecture (fl) |
355-356 |
6 |
| Hail, Masonry divine (fl) |
356 |
3 |