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The Distressed.
THE DISTRESSED .
BY BRO . J . LEE STEVENS , P . G . S ., & C . Air— " The Fairy Boy . "
FHATERNALLV INSCRIBED TO BRO . R . T . CRUCEFIX , M . D . v . e . s . While delight is thus revealing Social joys at our behest , Let not merely selfish feeling Fill the highly favoured breast;—Let not pleasure banish wholly
Those whom grief and care enslave , But th' afflicted and the lowly Still our kind remembrance have I Fortune smiling now upon us , Soon may meet us with a frown ; And distresses thickening on us
, Bear our buoyant spirits down . Ah ! how sweet , when seethed in sorrow ,, Friendship ' s cheering voice to hear , Telling that a bright to-morrow Will suppress the starting tear ! Be a bumper then devoted
To the absent and the sad ; Who in other days were noted With the present and the glad ; May the youthful be befriended—Be the mournful happy made—And may ev ' ry good be blended For the Aged and Decayed !
The Truths Of Masonry.
THE TRUTHS OF MASONRY .
BY BROTHER J . E . CARPENTER , OF LODGE NO . 356 Air— " Gramacree my Molly Oh ! " When first I hail'd the sacred Craft , I knew no cheering ray , To guide me through life ' s mazy path , Or warn me on my way .
A pilgrim , through the realms of gloom , With careless steps I pass'd . And little cared I for my doom , Till Light was o ' er me cast .
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The Distressed.
THE DISTRESSED .
BY BRO . J . LEE STEVENS , P . G . S ., & C . Air— " The Fairy Boy . "
FHATERNALLV INSCRIBED TO BRO . R . T . CRUCEFIX , M . D . v . e . s . While delight is thus revealing Social joys at our behest , Let not merely selfish feeling Fill the highly favoured breast;—Let not pleasure banish wholly
Those whom grief and care enslave , But th' afflicted and the lowly Still our kind remembrance have I Fortune smiling now upon us , Soon may meet us with a frown ; And distresses thickening on us
, Bear our buoyant spirits down . Ah ! how sweet , when seethed in sorrow ,, Friendship ' s cheering voice to hear , Telling that a bright to-morrow Will suppress the starting tear ! Be a bumper then devoted
To the absent and the sad ; Who in other days were noted With the present and the glad ; May the youthful be befriended—Be the mournful happy made—And may ev ' ry good be blended For the Aged and Decayed !
The Truths Of Masonry.
THE TRUTHS OF MASONRY .
BY BROTHER J . E . CARPENTER , OF LODGE NO . 356 Air— " Gramacree my Molly Oh ! " When first I hail'd the sacred Craft , I knew no cheering ray , To guide me through life ' s mazy path , Or warn me on my way .
A pilgrim , through the realms of gloom , With careless steps I pass'd . And little cared I for my doom , Till Light was o ' er me cast .