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Monday, July 23, 2012

THE LIGHT OF MASONRY

Ezekiel M. Bey


Heaven sent me here through the womb of a woman
Heaven sent me here from on high
Heaven sent me here through the force of my Creator
The one seen on Masonic aprons, the All Seeing Eye
Creations are powerful, and so Creations are Great
Creations are blessings, helping craftsmen navigate
As I see two tall pillars at the foot of a porch
The entrance of mysteries scientifically torched
Full of grandeur and strength, full of power indeed
The foundation are laid-out in our first three degrees
So the one important question, “What came I here to do”?
To improve myself in Masonry, That’s what I came to prove
Not to prove it to man, many men have been fooled
Not to prove it to woman for from her some became fools
Not to prove it to idols for they have made some lives wreck
But to prove it to ONE, The Almighty Grand Architect
So as you focus on me, don’t ignore the focus on YOU
We’ve been made in an image which make you who are you
Remember that day when the inner door flew wide open?
Remember that hand of friendship given you as a token?
It was once mouth to ear, which you kept breast to breast
I’ve kept all of the secrets in the compartments of my chest
As the two points of the compasses all stretched out to its extreme
Yes those two points of knowledge manifest in my inner being
So understand the dot that sits center in the circle
And understand the vortex where the scriptures sit to guide you
And understand the parallel lines representing two Saints
And understand they’re two Solstice guarding two inner gates
So ask yourself one more time, “What came I here to do”?
I was sent from on high, to understand GOD is TRUTH.
As the celestial skies show its beautiful canopy
Shining bright rays of light, the infinite Light of Masonry
It does not matter what you call yourself
But it does matter being yourself
And so you are, what you will always be
A manifestation of the eye that eternally sees




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Sunday, July 22, 2012

The Purple & The Gold

Ezekiel M. Bey


I once knew a young Freemason
Who learned the ritual good
He strived to wear a collar
Masonic giants wore
He learned the
1st  degree lecture
The middle chamber was a breeze
The symbolisms and the charges
All through-out the
3rd  degree
Elected Worship Master
The jewel he wore with pride
The square all in the apron
With a large all seeing eye
His chest all out in splendor
His body all erect
He polished all the silver
Of the jewel around his neck
He only lacked one thing
An old Past Master saw
He asked the young Freemason
The meaning of it all
The young Freemason replied
Ignorantly and very bold
“Come on you old Past Master”
“I want the Purple and the Gold”
“I don’t care how I get it”
“So long I’m recognized”
“I’ve done all of the lectures”
“Word for Word I’ve memorized”
The Old Past Master asked
What does the purple mean
The young Freemason said
“It means prestige for Me”
“Have you any idea
What all the Gold is for?”
The young Freemason said
“Another title I can score”
The Old Past Master,
began to shake his head
Began to walk away,
disgust his face displayed
At one Grand Annual election
the young Freemason thought
That he would get positions
To wear what he had thought
He plotted and he planned
What he thought he can under-mind
How he can gain the favor
Of manipulating minds
To his surprise his eyes were open
He just found out, his heart was broken
He thought it was a great disaster
The one elected, the old Past Master
Come young Brother the Past Master called
Let me explain what is this all
You focused wrong, you could not see
You failed to realize the mystery
You should have paid a great attention
What you recited in all the lessons
The greatest thing is understanding
You stood on edge without a landing
All you had wanted was Purple and the Gold
There’s great responsibility in wearing those
The greatest lesson is the foundation
The Lessons lye in your white apron




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Saturday, July 21, 2012

The Purpose of Masonic Knowledge

Ezekiel M. Bey, FPS


Socrates had knowledge, Hippocrates did also
Alexander was great, the Egyptians more-so
We had several Ramses, many different Pharaohs
All were great in knowledge, sharper than an arrow


Galileo’s wisdom in mathematics and physics
his historical achievements that anyone can visit
you can read of his knowledge, of telescopes and graphs
he improved the compass to view the sky so vast


So what is knowledge, many men have asked
Masonic Knowledge taking some to task
Have you not seen the perambulation?
Have you not witnessed circumambulation?


Do you understand the way the sun travels?
Or the Mental light given you above all mammals
Masonry is life and a life is living
Masonry is light when light is given


Masonry is living according to its laws
Masonry is aiding by the lion’s P**
You’ve received some handshakes but all of them will slip
So achieve the knowledge of the Master’s grip


All of this is done by the heart and mind
By the spirit-soul which we hold divine
By our obligations which we cannot dodge
By our invocation summoning our GOD


Try to understand from the inner soul
Binding with your spirit to achieve your goal
Your whole life’s the preparation for another life
Not a life existing through the flesh or sight


So as we finish, don’t confuse the “ending”
The beginning cycle, spirit life ascending
All the knowledge gained in Universities
Don’t amount to life, living Masonry.




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Friday, July 20, 2012

Those Men Who Wear Those Mason Rings

W:. Bro:. Michael R. Strampe
P:.M:. Lake Lodge No.189 Milwaukee, Wisconsin


 Those men who help my dad each day,
They wear those Mason's rings,
A Square and Compass set in gold,
The praise of which I sing.

 My dad, he hurt his back you know,
One cold and wintery day.
He slipped and fell upon the ice,
The insurance would not pay.

 And since that time those rings I see,
On hands that help us much,
With mowing lawns and hauling trash,
Each day my heart they touch.

 They even built a house for me,
Amid our backyard tree,
Where all the neighbour's kids,
Would play with laughter full of glee.

 My Mum she cried with happiness,
The time the Mason's came,
To aid our family in distress,
Without a thought of gain.

 And when I'm big, just like my Dad,
Of this it must be told,
I want to wear a ring like his,
A Square and Compass gold.

 Long years have passed since when,
My Dad was in that plaster cast,
And since then I've sworn that Solemn Oath,
Which unites us to the last.

 But more than that I'm proud to say,
I wear his Mason's ring.
The one Dad wore for many years,
Until his death this Spring.

 And one last time his comrades came,
To aid my weeping Mother,
They praised and bid a fond farewell,
To our fallen Brother.

 And after which MY son did ask,
About their aprons white,
And of the rings upon their hands,
Of gold so shiny bright.

 With tearful eyes I said with pride,
They're men of spirit pure,
Those men who wear those Mason's rings,
Of that you can be sure.

 And before he went to bed that night,
The family he foretold,
Someday I'll wear a ring like dad's,
A Square and Compass Gold.




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Thursday, July 19, 2012

Presentation of the Pillars

Robert "Robbie" Burns
(1759-1796)


Long may this Lodge in prosperity shine
And its members still vie with each other
In spreading the light of our order divine
And relieving the wants of a brother.

May envy and malice ne’er enter that door
That is aye closely tyled to the cowan
But peace, love and harmony aye be in store
More abundant the older you’re growing.

May our Master who presides like the Masters of old
In wisdom excel and astonish
May he never be heard erring brothers to scold
But with brotherly love aye admonish.

May our Warden in the West, like the sun’s setting rays
Illumine the golden horizon
May his strength never fail with the burden of days
But increase every moment that flies on.

And to our Warden in the South, like the beauty of day
May he gladden the worn, tired and weary
Inspire with his smiles as they rest by the way
The toilers, and make them feel cheery.

And to you whom our Master is honoured to rule and instruct
Be ye always sober and steady
Expert in the use of each working tool
And aye hae them handy and ready.

Thus will the Temple we seek to upraise
Be completed when all do their duty
And our voices unite in a chorus of praise
To Wisdom, to Strength and to Beauty





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Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Adieu, A Heart-Warm, Fond Adieu

Robert "Robbie" Burns
(1759-1796)

Adieu, a heart warm, fond adieu,
Dear brothers of the mystic tie!
Ye favored, ye enlightened few,
Companions of my social joy!
Tho' I to foreign lands must hie,
Pursuing fortune's slidd'ry ba',
With melting heart and brimful eye,
I'll mind you still, though far awa'.


Oft have I met your social band,
An' spent the cheerful, festive night;
Oft, honored with supreme command,
Presided o'er the sons of light;
And by that Hieroglyphic bright,
Which none but Craftsmen ever saw,
Strong memory on my heart shall write
Those happy scenes, when far awa'.


May freedom, harmony and love
Unite you in the grand design,
Beneath th' omniscient Eye above,
The glorious Architect divine;
That you may keep the unerring line,
Still rising by the plummet's law,
Till order bright completely shine,
Shall be my prayer when far awa'.


And you farewell, whose merits claim
Justly that highest badge to wear,
Heaven bless your honored, noble name,
To Masonry and Scotia dear!
A last request, permit me here;
When yearly ye assemble a',
One round, — I ask it with a tear
To him, the Bard, that's far awa'.




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Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Ye Sons of Old Killie - Masonic Song

Robert "Robbie" Burns
(1759-1796)

Ye sons of Auld Killie, assembled by Willie,
To follow the noble vocation;
Your thrifty old mother has scarce such another
To sit in that honoured station.
I've little to say, but only to pray,
As praying's the ton of your fashion;
A prayer from the muse you well may excuse,
`Tis seldom her favorite passion.


Ye powers who preside o'er the wind and the tide,
Who marked each element's border,
Who formed this frame with beneficent aim
Whose sovereign statute is order,
Within this dear mansion may wayward contention,
Or withered Envy ne'er enter,
May secrecy round be the mystical bound
And brotherly love be the center.



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Monday, July 16, 2012

The Master's Apron

Robert "Robbie" Burns
(1759-1796)

Ther's mony a badge that's unco braw;
Wi' ribbon, lace and tape on;
Let kings an' princes wear them a'
Gie me the Master's apron!


The honest craftsman's apron,
The jolly Freemason's apron,
Be he at hame, or roam afar,
Before his touch fa's bolt and bar,
The gates of fortune fly ajar,
`Gin he but wears the apron!


For wealth and honor, pride and power
Are crumbling stanes to base on;
Eternity suld rule the hour,
And ilka worthy Mason!
Each Free Accepted Mason,
Each Ancient Crafted Mason.


Then, brithers, let a halesome sang
Arise your friendly ranks alang!
Guidwives and bairnies blithely sing
To the ancient badge wi' the apron string
That is worn by the Master Mason!




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Tuesday, July 10, 2012

MASONIC TEMPLARY: MODERN GUARDIANS OF THE AUTHENTIC GRAIL TRADITION



New Albany Commandery, No. 29

  
    Ever since the early to mid 13th century, when German knight Wolfram von Eschenbach identified them as such in his epic poem Parzival, the legendary Knights Templar have been closely associated with the mythical Knights of the Holy Grail. While no hard historical evidence has ever been produced establishing a direct connection between these two chivalric orders, in the paragraphs which follow will be demonstrated the notion that the influence of Von Eschenbach’s association may have played heavily into the development of the Templar knighting ceremony as it is practiced to this day by the Commandery of the York Rite of Freemasonry. It is on this account that the author has come to view Masonic Templary as something of a modern guardian of the authentic Grail tradition. Given the sensitive nature of the subject matter at hand, it has been necessary that the author take certain precautionary measures so as to avoid any violation of his Obligation as a Knight Templar. Such being the case, any apparent interruption in the continuity of the paper should be taken a direct reflection of the difficulty in the author’s task of conveying his platform under the stated necessary precautions.


   That being said, let us take a moment to briefly touch upon some of what it is that the Grail tradition actually entails. It will also be helpful to examine a couple of the primary literary precursors which some scholars believe may have contributed to the rich lore surrounding the Grail tradition. The Holy Grail is most commonly depicted as being the cup from which Jesus Christ drank during his ‘Last Supper’ prior to being crucified.[1] According to legend, this cup was later used by Joseph of Arimathea, the secret disciple of Christ who donated the tomb wherein Jesus was to be laid following his crucifixion, to collect the mixture of blood and water which flowed from the laceration in Jesus’ side made by the lance or spear of Roman soldier Longinus. Being thus sanctified, the cup was then said to have been imbued with miraculous virtues such as curative powers and the ability to make barren land fertile, and it was for the purpose of preserving this sacred vessel that the Order of the Knights of the Holy Grail was originally founded.

   As a literary precursor to this tale, several scholars have sought to identify the legend of the Holy Grail with the Welsh legend of King Bran, the mythical king of Britain, and his magical cauldron -- the latter of which was said, similar to the qualities attributed to the Holy Grail, to be able to mysteriously restore the dead to life. Magical characteristics such as these were not limited to King Bran’s cauldron, but were also attributed to Bran himself. According to The Mabinogion, an ancient book of Welsh folklore, after realizing his impending fate, the king ordered that his head be severed and returned to Britain where miraculously it continued to speak and, in some cases, even prophecy. After some eighty years, the head ceased speaking, at which time it was taken to a place called ‘White Hill’ and buried facing the direction of France in order to protect the British from French invasion. The legend even goes on to declare that it was none other than King Arthur, the same who features prominently in the Grail tradition, who recovered the skull from its place of rest.[2] In more recent times, certain scholars have sought to align the Holy Grail with the golden platter on which the severed head of St. John the Baptist was served to the dancing Salome by the remorseful King Herod. The reader is asked to note that in both cases the object identified as a forerunner of the Holy Grail is directly associated with the motif of a severed head.

   The Knights Templar were formed in the 12th century for the noble purpose of escorting Christians on their pilgrimages throughout the Holy Land during the Crusades. After inventing a system which is widely recognized as the forerunner of modern banking, the Templars grew exceedingly wealthy to the point that the powers that be, i.e., the crown and the tiara, sought to relieve them of their riches, and in 1307 a statement was issued by the debt-ridden King Philip IV of France declaring the Templars to be heretics. A great many of them were subsequently arrested, interrogated, tortured, and executed -- their wealth then claimed by the greedy Philip. While no ‘holy cup’ was reported to have ever been discovered amongst the Templars’ treasures, the most widespread of the confessions made by the knights during their interrogation was the collective veneration of a mysterious severed head, reportedly called Baphomet, which was used by them during their ceremonies of initiation.

   According to Von Hammer, the word Baphomet is a combination of the two Greek words Baphe and Metis which, when combined, translates to the baptism of wisdom -- but as we shall see, the use of the word ‘baptism’ here may have less to do with the physical act of submerging the body in, and raising it up out of water, and more to do with the imbibing of a certain libation from a sacred ‘cup.’ Such is the case in The Corpus Hermeticum, a collection of writings attributed to Hermes Trismegistus, the famed author of the Tabula Smaragdina or Emerald Tablet, wherein we read the following:

Reason indeed[...]among all men hath [Deity] distributed, but Mind not yet; not that He grudgeth any, for grudging cometh not from Him, but hath its place below, within the souls of men who have no Mind[...]He willed, my son, to have it set up in the midst for souls, just as it were a prize[...]He filled a mighty Cup with it, and sent it down, joining a Herald [to it], to whom He gave command to make this proclamation to the hearts of men: Baptize thyself with this Cup's baptism[3], what heart can do so, thou that hast faith thou canst ascend to him that hath sent down the Cup, thou that dost know for what thou didst come into being!” (The Cup or Monad, vv. 3 & 4).

Thus we see that that the term ‘baptism’ can be a reference to the well-known ritual of bodily submersion in water and, more obscurely, a sacred cup or libation. Baphomet therefore, the severed head allegedly venerated by the Templars, may be at once a cryptic reference both to a baptism of wisdom as well as a cup of mind. Interestingly, Von Eschenbach specifically refers to the Knights of the Holy Grail as “baptized men.”

   As demonstrated above, the lore surrounding the Grail tradition is intimately connected with legends involving severed heads. These two seemingly separate themes, a sacred cup and a severed head, would appear somewhat irreconcilable if it was not for the historical precedent provided by the potentially shocking rituals once observed by the Goths of Scandinavia who, according to the research of English Freemason Rev. George Oliver, were prone to drink alcoholic libations from the cap of a human skull, thus uniting neatly the theme of the sacred cup or libation with that of the skull or severed head. Paraphrasing from Oliver’s 1840 work The History of Initiation, Gen. Albert Pike, 33° says that the initiatory rituals of this Eastern Germanic tribe included

“[a] long probation, of fasting and mortification, circular processions, [and] many fearful tests and trials…[The candidate] was obligated upon a naked sword (as is still the custom in the Rit Moderne[4]), and sealed his obligation by drinking mead out of a human skull.[5]

Turning our attention to the Far East, we find that the ritual motif of drinking from a human skull plays a central role also in the ceremonial observances of the reclusive Shiva worshipping Aghora of India, as well as the remote Vajrayana Buddhists of Tibet, both of whom preserve the curious rite of imbibing libations from a sacred kapala or skullcup. These kapalas are often employed by the practitioners of Vajrayana Buddhism for the additional purpose of making religious offerings to the deific Dharmapalas, who themselves are frequently depicted as bearing these strange yet fascinating relics. The word Dharmapala literally translated means Defender of the Faith, which itself is a phrase that should be particularly meaningful to every Masonic Templar.

   Sir Knight Frederick Shade, in his The Quest for the Holy Grail and the Modern Knights Templar[6], provides an outline of several other similarities between what he calls the Templar hallows and the lesser hallows of the Grail tradition. The lesser hallows of the Grail tradition are described as being certain sacred relics for which the Grail Knights are searching in addition to the Holy Grail. The similarities between the so-called Templar hallows and the lesser hallows of the Grail tradition include, among other things “[t]he dish of bread, which is the food given to the pilgrim on his arrival” and “[t]he skull of mortality, with which the novice undertakes a year of penance, and with which the imprecations are made.” Sir Knight Shade goes on to say that

 “[t]here are several other hallows and sacred signs in the Templar tradition. Some of the lesser hallows of the Grail cycle are suggested here, such as the Templar crucifix, with the nails prominently displayed thereon. There is the knight’s sword, which is to be wielded in defense of the faith and also his shield, all which are beautifully explained in the quotation from St. Paul. They may not necessarily come directly from the Grail legend, but they certainly evoke many aspects of that tradition and resonate as hallows in their own right.”

   Thus we see that Von Eschenbach’s association of the Knights Templar with the mythical Knights of the Holy Grail may very well have had more than a minor influence on the development of the Templar knighting ceremony as it is currently practiced by the Commandery of the York Rite of Freemasonry. Because of the probability of said influence, it is the author’s opinion that Masonic Templary can rightly be called a modern guardian of the authentic Grail tradition, furnished with all that such entails. This is true even for the Candidate who sits silently contemplating in the grim Chamber of Reflections at the commencement of the Templar ceremony, where the human skull present there still has the potential to exhibit that miraculous power of prophetic speech attributed to the severed head of the mythical King Bran. Surrounded oftentimes with oracular messages such as I was what you are and, more importantly, I am what you will be[7], does not the skull in the Chamber of Reflection speak something of our fate to us all?  Is not the bitter cup of death that from which every man must sooner or later partake?



REFERENCES

Barber, Malcom. The Trial of the Templars

Barrett, Ron. Aghora Medicine: Pollution, Death, and Healing in Northern India

Bernard, Elizabeth A. Chinnamasta: The Aweful Buddhist and Hindu Tantric Goddess

Burkle, William S. Memento Mori – The Symbol of the Skull with Crossed Bones

De Costa, Helio L. The Chamber of Reflection

De Hoyos, Arturo. Albert Pike’s Morals and Dogma: Annotated Edition

De Troyes, Chretien. Perceval, the Story of the Grail

Goering, Joseph. The Virgin and the Grail


Loomis, Roger S. The Grail: From Celtic Myth to Christian Symbol

Mackenzie, K.R.H. Royal Masonic Cyclopaedia

Martin, Sean. The Knights Templar: The History and Myths of the Legendary Military Order

Oliver, George. The History of Initiation

Shade, Rev. Frederick. The Quest for the Holy Grail and the Modern Knights Templar

The Corpus Hermeticum

The Holy Bible: Master Mason Edition

The Mabinogion

Von Eschenbach, Wolfram. Parzival

Zeldis, Leon. The Initiation in the Ancient and Accepted Scottish Rite







[1] Chretien de Troyes, the trouvere who originally authored the poem, gives instead the dish on which Jesus and his disciples shared in the Paschal Feast.
[2] Note that the name Bran literally means raven. Interestingly, the raven is a symbol commonly employed in Alchemical texts as an allusion to the caput mortuum or dead head phase of the Great Work.
[3] Compare to verse 24 of chapter 20 in The Gospel of St. Matthew, where Jesus says reassuringly to his disciples: “Ye shall drink indeed of my cup, and be baptized with the baptism that I am baptized with…”
[4] “The Rit Moderne is one of the Masonic systems practiced in France.” – De Hoyos
[5] See also Bro. William Steve Burkle’s Memento Mori – the Symbol of the Skull with Crossed Bones: A Perspective on Death and Dying in the Chivalric Orders of the York Rite of Freemasonry.
[6] Knight Templar Magazine, Vol. LVII, Nos. 10-12 (2011) & Vol. LVIII, No. 1 (2012)
 [7] According to R.W.Bro. Leon Zeldis, these phrases are featured alongside the skull in the version of the Chamber of Reflection used in the Entered Apprentice Degree as it is worked by The Ancient and Accepted Scottish Rite.






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Sunday, July 8, 2012

AH, WHEN SHALL WE THREE


By JOHN H. SHEPPARD, late of Boston, Mass. 

Ah, when shall we three meet, like them
Who last were at Jerusalem? For three there were, but one is not, -
He lies where Acacia marks the spot.
Though poor he was, with kings he trod;
  

Though great, he humbly knelt to God;
Ah, when shall those restore again
The broken link of friendship's chain?
  

Behold, where mourning beauty bent
In silence o'er his monument,
And widely spread in sorrow there
The ringlets of her flowing hair! 


The future Sons of Grief will sigh,
While standing round in mystic tie,
And raise their hands, alas! to
Heaven, In anguish that no hope is given.
From whence we came, or whither go,
Ask me no more, nor seek to know,
Till three shall meet who formed, like them;
The GRAND LODGE at JERUSALEM.



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Saturday, July 7, 2012

Upcoming Degree Work - Mississippi F&AM

Below is a list of upcoming degree work that was submitted by Bro Jerry Klein, WM of Fulton Lodge No. 444. All regular Masons, in good standing, are invited to attend. If you have events that you would like to make public, please submit your request to us at TupeloMason®.


  • MM Degree - Monday July 9, 2012 - West Point Lodge No. 40 - West Point, Ms - 6:00 pm. (Grand Lodge of Ms conferring degree)

  • MM Degree - Tuesday July 10, 2012 - Fairview Lodge No. 457 - Golden, MS - eat at 6:30 pm - Degree at 7:00 pm.

  • MM Degree - Friday July 13, 2012 - Fulton Lodge No. 444 - Fulton, MS - Eat at 6 pm - Degree at 7:00 pm.




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THE WORKING TOOLS

 
By BRO. A. S. MAcBRIDE
(From The Builder, Anamosa, Iowa, February, 1916)
  

Go, work on mind and matter now,
A Master raised to power art thou,
Impress on each and all you can
Wise Heaven's eternal Temple-plan.
As on a trestle-board portray
The great Design, from day to day,
And build, in silence rever'ntly,
The temple of Humanity.




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Friday, July 6, 2012

A BROKEN ASHLAR


By BRO. SEYMOUR BRANDES
(From The New Age Magazine, Washington, D. C., April, 1915) 

A sense of imperfection round me clings;
I hear an inward voice in deep lament:
Through the dark chancel of my soul there rings
A boding chant, with fear and yearning blent. 

Thin as a specter's voice in lonely round:
I cannot tell from whence it came-or why,-
It harrows all my thoughts with mournful sound,
Like echoes of a drowning seaman's cry. 

The precious pearls of wasted talent thrown
In isolated spots of my life's field:
Its irrecoverable riches sown
As worthless seed that gave a barren yield. 

The images of folly, sloth and sin
That flecked with error all my nobler past,
Troop mockingly around with leering grin;
I view with shuddering doubt-I am aghast!




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Thursday, July 5, 2012

THE SQUARE

By BRO. R. J. McLAUGHLIN
  

The ciders of our ancient art
Built Temples, high and fair,
And never stone was laid in place
And never column rose in grace,
Untested by the Square. 

Our elders left a heritage,
Up reared in wood and stone,
That we, who follow, might behold
The craft of these, the men of old,
Thus, through their works, made known. 

Oh, let us do our work as well,
Though never dome we raise,
With brain untutored, hand unskilled,
A square-set Temple may we build,
Of simple nights and days. 

The Square of Virtue for our acts
Wherewith to set them true,
Can make a building, standing quite
As worthy in our children's sight,
And in the Master's, too. 

Thus may we, too, great builders be
As any ancient race;
Our Temple is the square-set mind,
Wherein the Master's Self may find
A fitting dwelling-place.




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