Friendship and Love

All clouds now dissolve; from the east beams the day— Truth rises in glory and wakens the lay. The Eagle-ey'd Muse—sees the light—fills the grove With the song of Free Masons, of Friendship and Love!

Inspir'd with the theme, the Divinity flies; And thron'd on a rainbow—before her arise Past, Present, and Future—with splendid array, In Masonic succession, their treasures display. She views murder'd merit by ruffian hand fall, And the grave give its dead up, at Fellowship's call! While the Craft by their badges their innocence prove; And the song of Free Masons is Friendship and Love!

From those ages remote, see the Muse speeds her way, To join in the glories the Present display. In Freedom and Friendship, she sees the true band With their splendor and virtues illumine the land. Religion's pure stream breaks the vapors of night, And from darkness mysterious, the Word gives the light! While the Lodge here below, as the choirs from above, Join the song of Free Masons in Friendship and Love.

As she sung thro the skies, angels echo'd the sound, And the wind bore the notes to the regions around! The kind proclamation our song shall retain: Twas—"That Masonry long may its lustre maintain: And till time be no more our fraternity prove, That the objects we aim at, are Friendship and Love!"