Masonic Poems - Knight Rose Croix
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Knight Rose Croix
By Br. Henry Ridgely Evans
(From The Builder, Anamosa, Iowa, February, 1916)
In Twain the temple vail is rent;
The sheeted dead appear;
the Master hangs upon the cross,
And all is dark and dear.
An inky blackness hides the moon;
The waves are temptest tost;
The mystic cube sweats blood, alas!
The Mason's Word lost.
'Tis Easter morn! All nature smiles,
The black-winged night has fled.
The master of All Wisdom has
Arisen from the dead!
Resplendent shines the mystic cube;
The silver trumpets sound.
Wide open are the temple gates,-
The Master's Word is found.