FREEMASONRY JEWELRY

Brotherhood – A Poem By Edwin Markham

Brotherhood By Edwin Markham The crest and crowning of all good, Life's final star, is brotherhood For it will bring again to Earth Her long-lost Poesy and Mirth Will send new light on every face, A kingly power upon the race. And till it come, we men are slaves, And travel downward to the dust of graves. Come, clear the way, then, clear the way: Blind creeds and kings have had their day. Break the dead branches from the path: Our Hope is in the aftermath-- Our hope is in heroic men, Star-led...

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Always a Mason – A Poem By Douglas Malloch

  Always a Mason By Douglas Malloch Let no king quite put off his crown! I still would have him kingly when In some old inn the king sat down To banquet with his serving-men. I love a mild and merry priest, Whom Brothers toast, and neighbors prod Yet would I have him, at the feast, A little of the man of God. So with a Mason: I would see Him somewhat of a Mason still, Though far from Lodge-rooms he may be, In court, or counting-house, or mill. Whatever garment he may...

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Adieu, A Heart-Warm, Fond Adieu – A Poem By Robert Burns Feb 11, 2018

Adieu, A Heart-Warm, Fond Adieu By Robert Burns 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...

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We are Two Brothers

We are Two Brothers By H. L. Haywood Give me your hand; You are rich; I am poor; Your wealth is your power, and by it you tread A wide open path; where for me is a door That is locked; and before it are worry and dread. We are sundered, are we, As two men can be But we are two brothers in Freemasonry So give me your hand. Give me your hand; You are great; I'm unknown; You travel with a permanent fame; I go on a way unlauded, alone, With hardly...

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THE TEMPLE -A POEM BY EDGAR ALAN GUEST

The Temple By Edgar Alan Guest You may delve down to rock for your foundation piers, You may go with your steel to the sky You may purchase the best of the thought of the years, And the finest of workmanship buy. You may line with the rarest of marble each hall, And with gold you may tint it; but then It is only a building if it, after all, Isn’t filled with the spirit of men. You may put up a structure of brick and of stone, Such as...

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The Road – A Poem By Carl H. Claudy

The Road Carl H. Claudy So many men before thy Altars kneel Unthinkingly, to promise brotherhood: So few remain, humbly to kiss thy rood With ears undeafened to thy mute appeal So many find thy symbols less than real Their teachings mystic,--hard to understand So few there are, in all thy far flung band To hold thy banner high and draw thy steel, And yet--immortal and most mighty, thou! What hath thy lore of life, to let it live? What is the vital spark, hid in thy vow? Thy millions learned, as...

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The Past Master

The Past Master Unknown Author Who's the stranger, Mother, dear? Look, he knows us - ain't that queer? Hush, my son, don't talk so wild - He's your father, dearest child. He's my father? It's not so! Father died six years ago. Dad didn't die, Oh love of mine, He's been going through the line. But he's been Master now so he Has no place to go you see - No place left for him to roam. That is why he is coming home. Kiss him, he won't bite you child. All Past Masters are...

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The Palace – By Rudyard Kipling

The Palace When I was a King and a Mason, a Master proven and skilled, I cleared me ground for a Palace such as a King should build. I decreed and dug down to my levels Presently, under the silt, I came on the wreck of a Palace, such as a King had built. There was no worth in the fashion there was no wit in the plan Hither and thither, aimless, the ruined footings ran. Masonry, brute, mishandled, but carven on every stone, After me cometh...

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The Masonic Ring – A Poem

The Masonic Ring Those men who help my dad each day, They wear those Mason 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.   My Mom she cried from...

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Freemason Watches

Freemason Watches Blue Lodge watches, also known as Freemason watches. The log Consists of the Masonic Square and Compasses. Masonic watches are worn by members of the fraternity regularly, lodge meetings, activities, and ceremonies. Masonic watches are made from stainless steel, gold, silver, or other material. Like Masonic pocket watches are also popular. This is not necessary to wear a masonic watch like other masonic jewelry. This totally depends on the members that they have worn or not. They also purchase...

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