An Ancient Masonic Song

‘This Masonry unites mankind,

To gen’rous actions, forms the Soul;

In friendly Converse all conjoined,

One Spirit animates the whole.


Where’er aspiring Domes arise,

Wherever sacred Altars stand;

These Altars blaze into the skies,

The Domes proclaim the Mason’s Hand.


As passions rough the Soul disguise,

Till Science cultivates the Mind;

So the rude Stone unshapen lies,

Till by the Mason’s art refin’d.


Tho’ still our chief Concern and Care

Be to deserve the Brother’s Name:

Yet ever mindful of the Fair,

Their kindest Influence we claim.


Let wretches at our Manhood rail;

But they who once our Order prove,

Will own that we who build so well,

With equal energy can love.


First published in 1756