A COLLECTION OF MASONIC SONGS, ODES, &c, SONG XI

A Mason's daughter fair and young, The pride of all the virgin throng, Thus to her lover said:— Tho' Damon I your flame approve, Your actions praise, your person love, Yet still I live a Maid.

None shall untie my virgin zone, But one to whom the secret's known, Of fam'd Free Masonry; In which the great and good combine, To raise with gen'rous design, Man to felicity.

The Lodge excludes the fop and fool, The plodding knave and party tool, That liberty would fell; The noble, faithful, and the brave, No golden charmy can e'er deceive, In slavery to dwell.

This said, he bow'd and went his way, Apply'd, was made without delay, Return'd to her again: The fair one granted his request, Connubial joys their days have blest, And may they e'er remain.