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Article ASYLUM FOR THE AGED AND DECAYED FREEMASON. ← Page 6 of 10 →
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Asylum For The Aged And Decayed Freemason.
names , the morning aud the prime of whose years were spent amidst the sweets of independence and the blessings of domestic happiness , and yet the sunset of whose lives had sunk beneath the waves of misery and sorrow . He begged , then , after offering them his sincere thanks for the kind attention which they had afforded him , to propose " Prosperity to the Asylum for Aged ancl Decayed Freemasons . "—( Loud and long-continued applause . ) Brother Collier then gave the following appropriate song '"' , composed for the occasion by Brother Douglas Jerrold : —
COMB , raise we a Temple of purpose divine ; Let cedars be chosen , the granite be laid ; Tho' we carve not the cherubim' face on the shrine , Be sure highest spirits will lend us their aid . AVe ask not to burnish our Temple with gold , AVe ash not rich hangings—hlue , purple , or red ; AVe seek but to build up a house for the old ,
A refuge , a home , for the helpless Grey Head . 'Tis little to clamber life ' s wearisome steep , AAlien youth holds the staff , ancl our sandals are new ; Let hurricanes ravage , we tranquilly sleep , Tho' rock be our couch , and our canopy , yew . AA e ' ve hope when we climb with the bright early day , —¦ The hill yet before us , we heed not our bed ; But when we creep down with the sun-setting ray , The earth coldly pillows the helpless Grey Head .
This mountain of life hath its vines ancl its streams , The bountiful olive , milk , honey , ancl corn ; And some journey o ' er it in happiest dreams , Ancl feecl at all seasons from Plenty ' s full Horn . And some , crawling downward , not once on the way , Have tasted the banquet by competence spread ; Ancl bent on their staff , in mute eloquence pray ,
" A shelter , support , for the helpless Grey Head . " Then build we a Temple for age-stricken grief ; And think , as we bid the brig ht edifice rise , AVe give to poor pilgrims a passing relief , AVho , summon'd , shall tell the good deed in the skies . Then build we the Temple , ancl pour we the wheat , For feeding the wretched , with manna we ' re fed ; AVhat oil is so fragrant , what honey so sweet , As that we bestow on the helpless Grey Head ?
The Chairman next , after some remarks upon the existing charitable institutions , gave " Prosperity to the Boys ' ancl Girls' School . "—( Cheers . ) Brother Bell , the president , then rose and called for a full bumper to " one of the most benevolent men , and one of the best Masons that ever did honour to the Craft . " To tlie many titles of esteem which he enjoyed , ancl which raised him to a proud station in the Masonic world , he
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Asylum For The Aged And Decayed Freemason.
names , the morning aud the prime of whose years were spent amidst the sweets of independence and the blessings of domestic happiness , and yet the sunset of whose lives had sunk beneath the waves of misery and sorrow . He begged , then , after offering them his sincere thanks for the kind attention which they had afforded him , to propose " Prosperity to the Asylum for Aged ancl Decayed Freemasons . "—( Loud and long-continued applause . ) Brother Collier then gave the following appropriate song '"' , composed for the occasion by Brother Douglas Jerrold : —
COMB , raise we a Temple of purpose divine ; Let cedars be chosen , the granite be laid ; Tho' we carve not the cherubim' face on the shrine , Be sure highest spirits will lend us their aid . AVe ask not to burnish our Temple with gold , AVe ash not rich hangings—hlue , purple , or red ; AVe seek but to build up a house for the old ,
A refuge , a home , for the helpless Grey Head . 'Tis little to clamber life ' s wearisome steep , AAlien youth holds the staff , ancl our sandals are new ; Let hurricanes ravage , we tranquilly sleep , Tho' rock be our couch , and our canopy , yew . AA e ' ve hope when we climb with the bright early day , —¦ The hill yet before us , we heed not our bed ; But when we creep down with the sun-setting ray , The earth coldly pillows the helpless Grey Head .
This mountain of life hath its vines ancl its streams , The bountiful olive , milk , honey , ancl corn ; And some journey o ' er it in happiest dreams , Ancl feecl at all seasons from Plenty ' s full Horn . And some , crawling downward , not once on the way , Have tasted the banquet by competence spread ; Ancl bent on their staff , in mute eloquence pray ,
" A shelter , support , for the helpless Grey Head . " Then build we a Temple for age-stricken grief ; And think , as we bid the brig ht edifice rise , AVe give to poor pilgrims a passing relief , AVho , summon'd , shall tell the good deed in the skies . Then build we the Temple , ancl pour we the wheat , For feeding the wretched , with manna we ' re fed ; AVhat oil is so fragrant , what honey so sweet , As that we bestow on the helpless Grey Head ?
The Chairman next , after some remarks upon the existing charitable institutions , gave " Prosperity to the Boys ' ancl Girls' School . "—( Cheers . ) Brother Bell , the president , then rose and called for a full bumper to " one of the most benevolent men , and one of the best Masons that ever did honour to the Craft . " To tlie many titles of esteem which he enjoyed , ancl which raised him to a proud station in the Masonic world , he