| First Line |
Page |
Verses |
| We come, We come with song and glee (fl) |
9-11 |
3 |
| Let Masons' fame resound (fl) |
11-12 |
5 |
| Come let us have another song or two (fl) |
12 |
3 |
| Hail! Masonry divine! (fl) |
13-14 |
3 |
| Hail! mysterious, glorious science! (fl) |
15-18 |
3 |
| Here's a health to all good lasses (fl) |
18 |
|
| Assembled and tyl'd. let us social agree (fl) |
19-21 |
5 |
| Scotland's burning, Scotland's burning (fl) |
21 |
4 |
| Away with melancholy, nor doleful changes ring (fl) |
22-25 |
4 |
| Boat, a boat, to cross the ferry, A (fl) |
25 |
3 |
| Our Village is surely the sweetest on earth (fl) |
26-27 |
3 |
| Come let us prepare (fl) |
28-29 |
6 |
| I married a wife, "who cares" says I (fl) |
30-31 |
4 |
| Bounding billows, cease your motion (fl) |
32-33 |
7 |
| Deserted by the waning moon (fl) |
34-37 |
2 |
| Go to Jane Glover, And (fl) |
37 |
4 |
| Mason's daughter, fair and young, A (fl) |
38-39 |
4 |
| Fair Venus calls, we must obey (fl) |
40-41 |
4 |
| Come, follow, follow, follow (fl) |
41 |
3 |
| Praise the Grand Master (fl) |
42-43 |
4 |
| To the craft I will cling, from the 'prentice I sing (fl) |
44-45 |
10 |
| Deep in a vale a cottage stood (fl) |
46-48 |
2 |
| Lawyer, a Doctor, a Parson were met, A (fl) |
49 |
6 |
| Oh! the land of sweet Erin's a land of delight (fl) |
50-51 |
3 |
| Sad beats the drum upon my aching heart (fl) |
52 |
2 |
| When earth's foundation first was laid (fl) |
53-55 |
5 |
| Half an hour past twelve o' clock (fl) |
55 |
4 |
| Drink to me only with thine eyes (fl) |
56-57 |
5 |
| Fidelity once had a fancy to rove (fl) |
58-59 |
8 |
| Glasses sparkle on the board, The (fl) |
60-62 |
3 |
| Now we are met, let mirth abound (fl) |
62 |
3 |
| When Bibo went down to the regions below (fl) |
63 |
3 |
| Oh Lady fair! where art thou roamimg? (fl) |
64-65 |
10 |
| E'er this vast world was made (fl) |
66-67 |
7 |
| Oh where, tell me where, is your Highland laddie gone (fl) |
68-70 |
4 |
| White sand and grey sand (fl) |
70 |
3 |
| Sister, Sister, Oh say, dost thou, dost thou affection me? (fl) |
71 |
3 |
| Begone, dull care, I prithee begone from me (fl) |
72-74 |
3 |
| Come, are you prepar'd (fl) |
75 |
4 |
| Life' a bumper, life's a bumper, fill'd by fate (fl) |
76-81 |
3 |
| When Musick, blest Maid, at the mandate of Heaven (fl) |
82 |
4 |
| To our Musical Club, here's long life and prosperity (fl) |
83 |
3 |
| To old Hiram in heav'n, where he sat in full glee (fl) |
84-85 |
3 |
| To Liberty's enraptur'd sight (fl) |
86-88 |
3 |
| Look, neighbours, look (fl) |
88 |
3 |
| Hark! the goddess Diana calls out for the chase (fl) |
89-91 |
2 |
| You high born Spanish noblemen (fl) |
92-96 |
2 |
| I sing the Mason's glory (fl) |
97-99 |
4 |
| As a buxom young damsel a stage Horse was passing (fl) |
100-101 |
5 |
| Faintly as tolls the ev'ning chime (fl) |
102-104 |
3 |
| Let him who sighs in sadness here (fl) |
105-115 |
2 |
| When the Senior Warden, standing in the West (fl) |
116-117 |
2 |
| Come, come bonny lassie, cry'd Sandy, awa' (fl) |
118-120 |
6 |
| Buz, buz, buz, quoth the blue fly (fl) |
121 |
4 |
| By the side of a nurmuring stream (fl) |
122-123 |
6 |
| Cuckoo, good neighbours, help us to (fl) |
123 |
3 |
| Hail! Masonry, thou craft divine (fl) |
124-125 |
4 |
| Hero's life I sing, A (fl) |
126-128 |
7 |
| My wife's dead! (fl) |
128 |
4 |
| Not the fictions of Greece, or the dreams of old Rome (fl) |
129 |
4 |
| When the Junior Warden calls us from our labours (fl) |
130-131 |
3 |
| Ye gentlemen and ladies who live at home at ease (fl) |
132-135 |
4 |
| Ye winds and ye waves, bear my sorrows away (fl) |
136-137 |
3 |
| Wise men were but seven, The (fl) |
137 |
3 |
| We tars are all for fun and glee (fl) |
138-140 |
5 |
| Hark! the Hiram sounds to close (fl) |
141 |
3 |
| Come, come all noble souls, whose skill in musick's art (fl) |
142-143 |
3 |
| Mark Masters, all appear (fl) |
144-145 |
5 |
| Sweet is the vale where innocence resides (fl) |
145-147 |
1 |
| Let Masonry from pole to pole (fl) |
148-150 |
2 |
| Ah! dark are the halls where your ancestors revell'd (fl) |
150-151 |
2 |
| Dear youth, keep this for Mary's sake (fl) |
152-153 |
3 |
| All hail to the morning (fl) |
154-157 |
4 |
| On yoner mount, whose awful height (fl) |
158 |
4 |
| If I live to grow old, as I find I go down (fl) |
159-161 |
5 |
| Of all the brave birds that ever I see (fl) |
162-165 |
3 |
| God caus'd great lights to shine (fl) |
166 |
3 |
| 'Twas you, Sir (fl) |
167 |
3 |
| Yah, Aitchee, Oh, Ha (fl) |
168 |
4 |
| John Anderson, my Jo, John (fl) |
169-171 |
10 |
| Come, buy my cherries, beautious lasses (fl) |
172-173 |
4 |
| Come, messmates, cheerly lead the night (fl) |
174-175 |
5 |
| In hist'ry we're told how the lodges of old (fl) |
176-179 |
4 |
| Oh, my love! (fl) |
179 |
4 |
| Ye banks and braes of bonnie Doon (fl) |
180-181 |
2 |
| Advance each true brother, my song now attend (fl) |
182-183 |
5 |
| When in death I shall calm recline (fl) |
184-185 |
3 |
| Under this ground, Lies (fl) |
185 |
4 |
| Do, re, mi, fa, sol la (fl) |
186-187 |
5 |
| On this cold flinty rock, I will lay down my head (fl) |
188 |
3 |
| Johnny Bull beware (fl) |
189-191 |
8 |
| See, from Ocean rising (fl) |
192-193 |
3 |
| Of your hearts to take care, now, ladies, prepare (fl) |
194 |
5 |
| On, on, my dear brethren, pursue, your great lecture (fl) |
195-196 |
6 |
| All into service (fl) |
196 |
3 |
| Sir Jerry go Nimble was lame of a leg (fl) |
197-199 |
4 |
| When quite a young spark (fl) |
199-200 |
7 |
| Why, what's that to you, if my eyes I'm a wiping (fl) |
201-202 |
4 |
| Wilt thou say farewell, love, and from Rosa part (fl) |
203-204 |
3 |
| Aldiborontiphosphornio, where left you Chrononhotouthologos (fl) |
204-206 |
3 |
| To the Knight Templar's awful dome (fl) |
207-209 |
4 |
| Loud roar'd the dreadful thunder (fl) |
209-210 |
4 |
| Wear with me the rosy wreath (fl) |
211-213 |
3 |
| Come, boys, take your parts (fl) |
214-215 |
5 |
| Great way off at sea, when at home I benee (fl) |
216 |
6 |
| May all the Universe be free (fl) |
217-221 |
10 |
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| God bless the noble band (fl) |
222-223 |
6 |
| Poor Johnny's dead, I hear his knell (fl) |
223 |
3 |
| Sailor boy, sailor boy, sleep, my sweet fellow (fl) |
224-227 |
3 |
| Mister speaker, though 'tis late (fl) |
228-229 |
3 |
| There came to the beach a poor exile of Erin (fl) |
230-231 |
4 |
| Now we're all met here together (fl) |
232-236 |
3 |
| Arise, and blow thy trumpet, Fame! (fl) |
237-239 |
4 |
| Here lyeth Sir John Guise (fl) |
239 |
4 |
| What is life, what is life of love bereft (fl) |
240-244 |
2 |
| Let's live, and let's love (fl) |
244-245 |
3 |
| Here's a health to each one (fl) |
246 |
5 |
| This bleak and frosty morning (fl) |
247-249 |
3 |
| When tell-tale echoes whisper around (fl) |
250-251 |
2 |
| How sweet are the flowers that grow by yon fountain (fl) |
252-253 |
2 |
| Who'll serve the king? cried the serjeant aloud (fl) |
253-255 |
3 |
| They sat by the fire-side, his fair daughters three (fl) |
256-258 |
5 |
| Chairs to mend, old chairs to mend (fl) |
258 |
3 |
| Tom Starboard was a lover true (fl) |
259-260 |
3 |
| Your pardon kind gentlefolks pray (fl) |
260-262 |
7 |
| When shall we three meet again? (fl) |
263-272 |
|
| When the sun from the east first salutes mortal eyes (fl) |
272=274 |
6 |
| How sweet in the woodlands, with fleet hound and horn (fl) |
274-275 |
2 |
| How shall we mortals spend our hours (fl) |
276-282 |
3 |
| When Sol with grave motion, had plung'd in the ocean (fl) |
283-286 |
9 |
| What's this dull town to me, Robin's not near (fl) |
286-287 |
3 |
| In the downhill of life, when I find I'm declining (fl) |
288-289 |
4 |
| Have you not seen the Scotchman's wallet (fl) |
290-291 |
4 |
| Blow, warder, blow thy sounding horn (fl) |
292-301 |
|
| Take oh! take those lips away (fl) |
301 |
3 |
| Ah! cruel Maid, too soon retiring (fl) |
302-304 |
2 |
| There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet (fl) |
305 |
4 |
| Oh, take me to your arms, my love (fl) |
306 |
3 |
| Bright rosy morning peeps over the hills, The (fl) |
307-308 |
3 |
| In the dead of the night, when, with labor opprest (fl) |
308-309 |
6 |
| O'er the bosom of Erie, in fanciful pride (fl) |
310-312 |
5 |
| Let there be light! Th' Almighty spoke! (fl) |
313-315 |
3 |
| Glory to God on high! (fl) |
316-318 |
6 |
| Non nobis, Domine, non nobis sed nomini (fl) |
319 |
3 |
| Give thanks to God most high (fl) |
320-321 |
4 |
| Guide me, O, thou great Jehovah (fl) |
322-323 |
3 |
| Unto thee, great God, belong (fl) |
324 |
4 |
| Hail! universal Lord! (fl) |
325 |
2 |
| Solemn, strikes the fun'ral chime (fl) |
326-327 |
8 |
| Genius of Masonry descend (fl) |
329 |
1 |
| In Heavenly synod once arose (fl) |
330 |
8 |
| Adieu, a heart warm, fond adieu (fl) |
458-459 |
5 |