| First Line |
Page |
Verses |
| Come let us prepare (fl) |
43-44 |
7 |
| Hail Masonry! thou craft divine! (fl) |
54-55 |
6 |
| Hail to the Craft! at whose serene command (fl) |
81 |
3 |
| Wake the lute and quiv'ring strings (fl) |
82 |
|
| Grant us, kind Heav'n what we request (fl) |
83 |
4 |
| By Mason's art, th' aspiring dome (fl) |
83-84 |
2 |
| Arise, and blow thy trumpet, Fame! (fl) |
84-85 |
4 |
| When earth's foundation first was laid (fl) |
85-86 |
5 |
| Genius of Masonry descend (fl) |
86-87 |
5 |
| Let Masonry from pole to pole (fl) |
87-88 |
2 |
| Let drunkards boast the pow'r of wine (fl) |
88-90 |
7 |
| Let Masons' fame resound (fl) |
90-91 |
5 |
| What solemn sounds on holy Sinai rung (fl) |
91-92 |
2 |
| Ye spirits pure, that rous'd the tuneful throng (fl) |
92-93 |
2 |
| Daughter of God's. fair virtue, if to thee (fl) |
93-94 |
2 |
| Thus mighty Eastern Kings, and some (fl) |
94 |
1 |
| Whene'er we are alone (fl) |
94-99 |
13 |
| Adieu, a heart, warm, fond adieu (fl) |
99-100 |
5 |