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The Masonic Magazine, July 1, 1881: Page 41

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King Solomon.

KING SOLOMON .

BY BRO . THE REV . JAMES B . MURRAY , NEW YORK . KING SOLOMON stood in his crown of gold , Between the pillars before the altar , In the House of the Lord . And the King was old , And his strength began to falter , So that he leaned upon his ebony staff , Sealed with the seal of the Pentegraph .

And the King stood still ' as a carven king , The carven cedarn beams below , In his purple robe , with his signet ring , And his beard was as white as suow , And his face to the Oracle , where the hymn Dies under the wings of the Cherubim .

And it came to pass as the King stood there , And looked on the house he had built with pride , That the hand of the Lord came unaware And touched him ; so that he died , In his purple robe , with his signet ring , And the crown wherewith they had crowned him king . And the stream of the folk that came and went

To worship the Lord with prayer and praise Went softly ever , in wonderment , For the King stood there always ; And it was solemn and strange to behold The dead King crowned with a crown of gold . For he leaned on his ebony staff upright ,

And over his shoulders the purple robe , And his hair and his beard were both snow-white , And the fame of him filled the globe ; So that no one dared touch him though he was dead , He looked so royal about the head . And the moons were changed and the years rolled on

, And a new king reigned in the old king ' s stead , And men were married and buried anon ; But the king stood stark and dead , Leaning upright upon his ebony staff—Preserved by the sign of the Pentegraph ;

And the stream of life as it went and came , Ever for worship , and praise , and prayer , Was awed by the face , and the fear , and the flame Of the dead king standing there ; For his hair was so white and his eyes so cold That they left him alone with his crown of gold .

So King Solomon stood up , dead in the House Of the Lord , held there by the Pentegraph , Until out from the pillar there ran a red mouse And gnawed through his ebony staff ; Then flat on his face the king fell clown , And they picked from the dust a goldeu crown .

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Title Category Page
Untitled Article 1
Untitled Article 2
PREFACE TO THE NINTH VOLUME. Article 3
THE "INIGO JONES" MS. Article 6
EXTRACTS FROM NEWSPAPERS RESPECTING SIR CHRISTOPHER WREN. Article 13
THE MASONIC BEATITUDES. Article 15
MASONRY V. AGNOSTICISM.* Article 16
PROCEEDINGS OF A CAPTIVE LODGE. Article 19
IN PERILOUS WATERS. Article 26
FREEMASONRY IN CHINA. Article 27
EXAMINATION OF A MASON. Article 28
LAS MEMORIAS. Article 30
GOSSIP OF AN OLD MASON. Article 32
INDISCRIMINATE CHARITY. Article 35
HISTORY OF THE AIREDALE LODGE, No. 387, Article 36
KING SOLOMON. Article 41
A HISTORY OF FREEMASONRY. Article 42
SACRED BOOKS OF ALL THE PEOPLES. Article 43
OLD RECORDS OF THE LODGE OF PEEBLES. Article 44
CARTHAGE. Article 48
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King Solomon.

KING SOLOMON .

BY BRO . THE REV . JAMES B . MURRAY , NEW YORK . KING SOLOMON stood in his crown of gold , Between the pillars before the altar , In the House of the Lord . And the King was old , And his strength began to falter , So that he leaned upon his ebony staff , Sealed with the seal of the Pentegraph .

And the King stood still ' as a carven king , The carven cedarn beams below , In his purple robe , with his signet ring , And his beard was as white as suow , And his face to the Oracle , where the hymn Dies under the wings of the Cherubim .

And it came to pass as the King stood there , And looked on the house he had built with pride , That the hand of the Lord came unaware And touched him ; so that he died , In his purple robe , with his signet ring , And the crown wherewith they had crowned him king . And the stream of the folk that came and went

To worship the Lord with prayer and praise Went softly ever , in wonderment , For the King stood there always ; And it was solemn and strange to behold The dead King crowned with a crown of gold . For he leaned on his ebony staff upright ,

And over his shoulders the purple robe , And his hair and his beard were both snow-white , And the fame of him filled the globe ; So that no one dared touch him though he was dead , He looked so royal about the head . And the moons were changed and the years rolled on

, And a new king reigned in the old king ' s stead , And men were married and buried anon ; But the king stood stark and dead , Leaning upright upon his ebony staff—Preserved by the sign of the Pentegraph ;

And the stream of life as it went and came , Ever for worship , and praise , and prayer , Was awed by the face , and the fear , and the flame Of the dead king standing there ; For his hair was so white and his eyes so cold That they left him alone with his crown of gold .

So King Solomon stood up , dead in the House Of the Lord , held there by the Pentegraph , Until out from the pillar there ran a red mouse And gnawed through his ebony staff ; Then flat on his face the king fell clown , And they picked from the dust a goldeu crown .