| First Line |
Page |
Verses |
| Hail to the Craft! at whose serene command (fl) |
75-76 |
3 |
| Wake the lute and quiv'ring strings (fl) |
76-77 |
|
| Grant us, kind heaven, what we request! (fl) |
77-78 |
4 |
| By mason's art, the aspiring dome (fl) |
78 |
2 |
| Arise, and blow thy trumpet, Fame (fl) |
78-79 |
4 |
| When earth's foundation first was laid (fl) |
79-80 |
5 |
| Genius of masonry descend (fl) |
80-82 |
5 |
| Let masonry from pole to pole (fl) |
82 |
2 |
| Let drunkard's boast the power of wine (fl) |
83-84 |
7 |
| Let mason's fame resound (fl) |
84-85 |
5 |
| What solemn sounds on holy Sinai rung (fl) |
86-87 |
2 |
| Ye spirits pure, that rous'd the tuneful throng (fl) |
87-88 |
2 |
| Daughter of God's. fair virtue, if to thee (fl) |
88-89 |
2 |
| Thus mighty Eastern Kings, and some (fl) |
90 |
1 |
| Whene'er we are alone (fl) |
90-95 |
13 |
| Adieu, a heart warm, fond adieu! (fl) |
95-96 |
4 |
| Let masons ever live in love (fl) |
97 |
3 |
| In times of old date, when, as stories relate (fl) |
97-99 |
6 |
| Thus happily met, united and free (fl) |
99-100 |
3 |
| Behold in a lodge, we dear brethren are met (fl) |
100-101 |
6 |
| When chaos invested the face of the deep (fl) |
101-102 |
7 |