A Masonic Song
By Robert Burns
It happened on a winter night
And early in the season
Some body said my bonny lad
Was gone to be a Mason
Fal de ral etc.
I cryed and wailed but nought availed
He put a forward face on
And did avow that he was now
A free accepted Mason.
Still doubting if the fact was true
He gave me demonstration
For out he drew before my view
The Jewels of a Mason.
The Jewels all baith great and small
I viewed with admiration
When he set his siege and drew his gaze
I wondered at my mason.
His compass stride he laid it wide
I thought I guessed the reason
But his mallet shaft it put me daft
I longed to be a Mason.
Good plumets strong he downward hung
A noble jolly brace on
And off a slant his broacher sent
And drove it like a mason.
But the tempered steel began to fail
Too soft for the occasion
It melted plain he drove so keen
My galant noble Mason.
So pleased was I to see him ply
The tools of his vocation
I beg'd for once he wuld dispense
And make a Maid a mason.
Then round and round in mystic ground
He took the middle station'
And with halting pace he reached the place
Where I was made a mason.
Then more and more the light did pour
With bright Illumination
But when the grip he did me slip
I gloried in my mason.
What farther past is here lock fast
I'm under obligation
But fill to him up to the brim
Can make a maid a mason
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