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FREE-MASONS.
Free-mason are you? aye, and I as well!Free, by a higher and an older rite
Of ordination far than ye, who write
Yourselves free-masons, and who dare not tell
Your secret, lest you break thus the poor spell;
Free of this world so fair and infinite,
Labouring in all men's view, and in the light
Of God, wherein no idle secrets dwell!
There are no secrets in the masonry
Which good men use: no signs, save those which Love
Employs, its presence lovingly to prove—
Day-labourers are they, who beautify
The temple of God's truth, and from above
Derive the sanction of their ministry!
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