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A Review.
" There is a sort of sacred tie , Together us to bind ; We cannot sever , though . we try , However we ' re inclined . A band of brothers happily We journey on , and knoAV The truth will always present be , So to the Lodge Ave'll go .
" We like to vieAv the times gone by , When first the Craft so free , Was built , since Avhen it ' s firmly stood , And boasts antiquity . The Avisest King that ever reigned , Devised it long ago ; And since the structure ' s firm remained , So to the Lodge we'll go .
" Then prosper Avell the Art so free , And prosper every man , Whose mind is set on Masonry , Who loves its depth to scan . And may our Lodge in strength increase , And never fail to grow ; Masonic virtue ne ' er can cease , So to the Lodge we'll go . "
SONG XXI . ( The Tyler's Song . ) Air—" Believe me will all those endearing young charms ; " or "The spring-time is coming . " " 'Tis the toast of the Tylermy Brothers ,
, Ave'll sing , 'Tis a theme well befitting a song ; Some our Craft are adorning , who fortune may bring Nought to cheer them or help them along .
Let ' s wish them success in their pathway of care , May their sorrows and g riefs be but few , And may the Great Architect for them prepare
A road smoothly levelled anew . Chorus— " Let ' s wish them , " & c . " 'Tis the toast of the Tyler , the poor and oppressed , Who ' ve wandered aAvay far from home ; May they find from their sorrow a SAveet time to rest , And back to their Fatherland come .
We'll welcome them all , for they re Brothers we know , We'll soothe the afflictions they bear ; Our friendship Masonic shall full overflow , And we'll help them to banish their care .
. Chorus—We'll weleome them , & c . " 'Tis the toast of the Tyler in silence so deep , We'll drink ere refreshment time ' s o ' er ;
Our poor and distressed in our minds we Avill keep , Ancl we'll welcome them back to their shore . Let's think of the pledge we have vowed we Avill keep
, And the hand of a Brother firm hold ; That a friendship may groAv as the ocean as deep , And our virtues once more may be told .
Chorus—Let ' s think , & c . " We cannot pass over Song XXVII . Avhich is very effective : — Air— " It goes against the grain . " " As we go through this Avorld of strife
, No matter what our station , We ought to act to all men fair , To Brother Masons on the Square . ' Our Art should be Freemasonry , Our greatest admiration , To hig her still ascend the hill ,
And mind the golden rule . Chorus—The ties Ave cannot sever , Freemasons we are ever ; Forsake the Craft we'll never , Accepted , Fair , and Trne . " Should sicknessgriefor poverty
, , , Be cast upon a Brother , A friend sincere he ' s sure to find , To sympathy the Craft ' s inclined . For love , relief and truth , our grief Shall soften for each other ; And ties thus sure shall long endure
Within the Circle true . " Then , Brothers all , unite with me , In daily celebration , Of all the virtues we possess , None equal them that we profess .
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
A Review.
" There is a sort of sacred tie , Together us to bind ; We cannot sever , though . we try , However we ' re inclined . A band of brothers happily We journey on , and knoAV The truth will always present be , So to the Lodge Ave'll go .
" We like to vieAv the times gone by , When first the Craft so free , Was built , since Avhen it ' s firmly stood , And boasts antiquity . The Avisest King that ever reigned , Devised it long ago ; And since the structure ' s firm remained , So to the Lodge we'll go .
" Then prosper Avell the Art so free , And prosper every man , Whose mind is set on Masonry , Who loves its depth to scan . And may our Lodge in strength increase , And never fail to grow ; Masonic virtue ne ' er can cease , So to the Lodge we'll go . "
SONG XXI . ( The Tyler's Song . ) Air—" Believe me will all those endearing young charms ; " or "The spring-time is coming . " " 'Tis the toast of the Tylermy Brothers ,
, Ave'll sing , 'Tis a theme well befitting a song ; Some our Craft are adorning , who fortune may bring Nought to cheer them or help them along .
Let ' s wish them success in their pathway of care , May their sorrows and g riefs be but few , And may the Great Architect for them prepare
A road smoothly levelled anew . Chorus— " Let ' s wish them , " & c . " 'Tis the toast of the Tyler , the poor and oppressed , Who ' ve wandered aAvay far from home ; May they find from their sorrow a SAveet time to rest , And back to their Fatherland come .
We'll welcome them all , for they re Brothers we know , We'll soothe the afflictions they bear ; Our friendship Masonic shall full overflow , And we'll help them to banish their care .
. Chorus—We'll weleome them , & c . " 'Tis the toast of the Tyler in silence so deep , We'll drink ere refreshment time ' s o ' er ;
Our poor and distressed in our minds we Avill keep , Ancl we'll welcome them back to their shore . Let's think of the pledge we have vowed we Avill keep
, And the hand of a Brother firm hold ; That a friendship may groAv as the ocean as deep , And our virtues once more may be told .
Chorus—Let ' s think , & c . " We cannot pass over Song XXVII . Avhich is very effective : — Air— " It goes against the grain . " " As we go through this Avorld of strife
, No matter what our station , We ought to act to all men fair , To Brother Masons on the Square . ' Our Art should be Freemasonry , Our greatest admiration , To hig her still ascend the hill ,
And mind the golden rule . Chorus—The ties Ave cannot sever , Freemasons we are ever ; Forsake the Craft we'll never , Accepted , Fair , and Trne . " Should sicknessgriefor poverty
, , , Be cast upon a Brother , A friend sincere he ' s sure to find , To sympathy the Craft ' s inclined . For love , relief and truth , our grief Shall soften for each other ; And ties thus sure shall long endure
Within the Circle true . " Then , Brothers all , unite with me , In daily celebration , Of all the virtues we possess , None equal them that we profess .