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Arthur R. Herrmann
Now that the summer days are past,
The call to Labor comes at last,
And parted brothers, in the Fall,
Assemble for the Lodge roll-call.
Once more the gavel sounds the cue
For friends and brothers, tried and true,
To meet on Level, Plumb and Square –
Their joys and sorrows each to share.
O, brothers of the Mystic Tic,
So many tasks before us lie
Ere war and strife on earth doth cease
And Brotherhood brings joy and peace.
So let us labor-let us strive
To keep our Mason's way alive
Ours is the duty-ours the right
To help shed darkness, spread the Light!
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