MASONIC LOVE.
Sick and weary, I was lying, Tears ago on Java's shore 5 Strangers round me thought me dying, For disease had racked me sore. Thus I lay, one radiant morning, When my door was opened wide, And a face with smiles adorning Soon was present at my side. As I gazed I saw his gesture, Giving our beloved sign ; Richly clad in Orient vesture, His bright presence seemed divine. I responded to the token, And he warmly grasped my hand, As these words by him were spoken : " Thou'rt no stranger in this land. "By this mystic tie, my brother, We're united hand and heart; Nor would I the impulse smother, Thus to act a brother's part. Aden, this my Arab servant, Shall attend you night and day ; You will find him zealous, fervent, Watchful, skilful, kind alway." Thus he spoke ; my fever burning Soon gave way to friendly care ; Soon my ship was homeward turning, Borne along with breezes fair. Years have passed, but oft I ponder. On that scene by Java's shore, And my fancies thither wander, Though between us oceans roar. Ood be praised! the tie fraternal Is a heaven-born, wondrous plan, And the bond will be eternal— Love to God is love to man !
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Kumara Times, Issue 441, 23 February 1878, Page 4
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