William St Clair
on the Grand Roll of Scotland

Masonic Poetry

At The Presentation of a 50 Year Diploma

We meet my brothers to bestow
The kindly greetings due
To one who fifty years ago
Was made a Mason true

Just fifty years ago tonight
He knelt at yonder shrine
And there received the glorious light
Of masonry divine

And what has been our brother’s guide
Through this dark vale of tears?
On what support has he relied
For half a hundred years?

Those fifty years to move within
The compasses was his care
For fifty years his guides have been
The level, plumb and square

For fifty years a Mason true
As any in the land
For fifty years the temple grew
Beneath his willing hand

And may he long below
Our mystic joys to share
To cheer the brotherhood and show
What ancient Masons were

A Mason and a Man

My brother, Masonry means much more
Than the wearing of a pin
Or carrying a paid-up dues receipt
So the Lodge will let you in

You may wear an emblem on your coat
From your finger flash a ring
But if you’re not sincere at heart
This doesn’t mean a thing
It’s merely an outward sign to show
The world that you belong
To this great fraternal brotherhood
That teaches right from wrong

What really counts lies buried deep
Within the human breast
The Masonic teaching brings it out
And puts it to the test

If you practice out of lodge
The things you learn within
Be just and upright to yourself
And to your fellow men

Console a brother when he’s sick
And assist him when in need
Without a thought of personal reward
For any act or deed

Walk and act in such a way
That the world without can see
That only the best can meet the test
Laid down by Masonry

Be always faithful to your trust
And do the best you can –
Then you can proudly tell the world
That you’re a Mason and a Man