THE FINAL TOAST
by
David Lester Richardson
Are your glasses charged in the West and South, the Worshipful
Master cries;
They're charged in the West, They're charged in the South, are the Wardens'
prompt replies;
Then to our final toast to-night your glasses fairly drain
"Happy to meet - Sorry to part - Happy to meet again again
Oh! Happy to meet again!"
The Masons' social brotherhood around the festive board,
Reveals a wealth more precious far than selfish miser's hoard
They freely share the priceless stores that generous hearts contain
"Happy to meet, sorry to part' happy to meet again!"
We work like masons free and true, and when our task is done,
A merry song and cheering glass are not unduly won;
And only at our farewell pledge is pleasure touched with pain
"Happy to meet, sorry to part, happy to meet again!"
Amidst our mirth we drink "To all poor Masons o'er all the world" -
On every shore our flag of love is gloriously unfurled,
We prize each brother, fair or dark, who bears no moral stain
"Happy to meet, sorry to part, happy to meet again!"
The Mason feels the noble truth the Scottish peasant told
That rank is but the guinea's stamp, the man himself s the gold
With us the rich and poor unite and equal rights maintain
"Happy to meet, sorry to part, happy to meet again!"
Dear Brethren of the mystic tie, the night is waning fast
Our duty's done - our feast is o'er - this song must be our last:-
"Good night". "Good night - once more, once more repeat the farewell strain -
"Happy to meet, sorry to part, happy to meet again!"
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