THE Free-Mason's Pocket Companion, SONG XXXI

Of all institutions to form well the mind, And make us to every virtue inclin'd; None can with the Craft of Free Masons compare, Nor teach us so truly our actions to square; For it was ordain'd by our founder's decree, That we should be social, be loving, and free, be loving, and free, &c.

We in harmony, friendship, and unity meet, And every Brother most lovingly greet; When we see one in distress, we then do impart Some comfort to cheer and enliven his heart; Thus always we live, and for ever agree, Resolv'd to be social, most loving, and free, most loving, and free, &c.

By points of good fellowship we still accord, Observing each Brother's true sign, grip, and word; Which from our Great Architect was handed down, And ne'er will to any but Masons be known; Then here's to our Brethren of every degree, Who always are social, are loving, and free, are loving, and free, &c.

Thus we interchangeably hold one another, To let mankind see how we're link'd to each Brother; No monarch that secret knot can untie, Nor can prying mortals the reason know why; For our hearts like our hands, still united shall be; Still secret, still social, still loving, and free, still loving, and free, &c.