Songs, Song

Hail Masonry! thou sacred art, Of origin divine! Kind partner of each social heart, And fav'rite of the nine! By the we're taught our acts to square, To measure life's short span; And each infirmity to bear That's incident to man. Cho. By thee we're taught, &c.

Tho' envy's tongue would blast thy fame And simple ign'rance sneer, Yet still thy ancient honour'd name To each true brother's dear: Then strike the blow, to charge prepare, In this we all agree. May fredom be each Mason's care, And ev'ry mason free. Cho. Then strike the blow, &c