Free Masonry - The Masonic Trowel

1LLUM1N1SM. 375
ties of wine, so is the rust of antiquity which covers the
ritual of our Grand Master Solomon; but the funeral rites
of the lady lodge are furbished with modern improvements
of surprising taste. See the following:
u Madam the grand mistress :•: [this character signifies a
stroke of the mallet,] and, plucking the leaves from a rose,
said: My sister, my first grand assistant; sisters and brothers,
this rose was beautiful.
" The guard of the temple, supported upon her sword,
replies: Sister Adelaide is no mare.
44 The first grand assistant :•: [whack,] My sisters we are
roses.
" The guard of the temple: Sister Adelaide is no mare.
u The second grand assistant:-: [whack,] My sisters %
we are short lived as the roses.
u The guard of the temple: Sister Adelaide is no more."
Next is a funeral chant from the full choir, in French
rhymes, and the reader will accept as a substitute from our
ceremonies at the grave, the following—
" EJACULATION.
u What is our life! It is a shadow! a dream!
" We once were—but, what were we!
" Whither are we going! whatshall we become!
u Who is poor! who is rich! The king and the beggar
lie down together!
" Our brother hath forsaken us!
" He is no longer one of ourselves!
" Every connexion of life has ceased!
" The form is no longer beautiful!
" He stretcheth not his hands to us!
" The hour of death has overtaken him /
" Shall not same friend *!"
" Alas, me! and i- and at the grave of a
Christian!" The F p. 108. declares
said at the gra So does the Book
of Cons. of Mass