N. B. Every two last Lines of each Verse is the Chorus.

I.

On, on, my dear Brethren, pursue your great Lecture,
And refine on the Rules of old Architecture :
High Honour to Masons the Craft daily brings,
To those Brothers of Princes and Fellows of Kings.

II.

We drove the rude Vandals and Goths off the Stage,
Reviving the Arts of Augustus' fam’d Age.
And Vespasian destroy’d the vast Temple in vain,
Since so many now rise in CAERNARVON’s mild Reign.

III.

The noble five Orders compos’d with such Art,
Will amaze the fixt Eye, and engage the whole Heart :
Proportion’s sweet Harmony gracing the Whole,
Gives our Work, like the glorious Creation, a Soul.

IV.

Then Master and Brethren, preserve your great Name,
This Lodge so majestick will purchase you Fame;
Rever’d it shall stand till all Nature expire,
And its Glories ne’re fade till the World is on Fire.

V.

See, see, behold here, what rewards all our Toil,
Inspires our Genius, and bids Labour smile:
To our noble Grand Master let a Bumper be crown’d,
To all Masons a Bumper, so let it go round.

VI.

Again, my lov’d Brethren, again let it pass,
Our ancient firm Union cements with the Glass;
And all the Contentions ‘rnongst Masons shall be,
Who better can work, or who better agree.

N. B. Every two last Lines of each Verse is the Chorus.

I.

On, on, my dear Brethren, pursue your great Lecture,
And refine on the Rules of old Architecture :
High Honour to Masons the Craft daily brings,
To those Brothers of Princes and Fellows of Kings.

II.

We drove the rude Vandals and Goths off the Stage,
Reviving the Arts of Augustus' fam’d Age.
And Vespasian destroy’d the vast Temple in vain,
Since so many now rise in CAERNARVON’s mild Reign.

III.

The noble five Orders compos’d with such Art,
Will amaze the fixt Eye, and engage the whole Heart :
Proportion’s sweet Harmony gracing the Whole,
Gives our Work, like the glorious Creation, a Soul.

IV.

Then Master and Brethren, preserve your great Name,
This Lodge so majestick will purchase you Fame;
Rever’d it shall stand till all Nature expire,
And its Glories ne’re fade till the World is on Fire.

V.

See, see, behold here, what rewards all our Toil,
Inspires our Genius, and bids Labour smile:
To our noble Grand Master let a Bumper be crown’d,
To all Masons a Bumper, so let it go round.

VI.

Again, my lov’d Brethren, again let it pass,
Our ancient firm Union cements with the Glass;
And all the Contentions ‘rnongst Masons shall be,
Who better can work, or who better agree.

V. Chant du Député grand maître. 

N. B. Les deux derniers vers de chaque strophe sont le chœur. 

I

Allons, chers frères, poursuivez votre importante lecture 
Et affinez les règles de l'ancienne architecture : 
Ce sont de grands honneurs que l'Art apporte chaque jour aux maçons,
A ces frères de princes et compagnons de rois.

II

Nous avons chassé de la scène les frustes Vandales et Goths, 
Faisant revivre l'Art de l'époque célèbre d'Auguste :
Et Vespasien détruisit en vain le grand Temple 
Puisque maintenant il s'en élève de si nombreux, sous le doux règne de CARNARVON

III

Les nobles cinq ordres composés avec tant d'art 
Stupéfieront l'œil fixé et séduiront le cœur : 
La douce harmonie des proportions ornant le tout, 
Donne à notre travail, comme à la glorieuse création, une âme. 

IV

Alors Maître et Frères, préservez votre grand nom 
Cette loge si majestueuse vous vaudra la renommée; 
Révérée, elle tiendra jusqu'à la mort de toute la nature, 
Sa gloire ne s'éteindra pas avant que le monde soit en feu. 

V 

Voyez, voyez, admirez ce qui récompense encore tous nos travaux, 
Inspire notre génie et ordonne au labeur de sourire : 
A notre noble grand maître, qu'une rasade soit remplie, 
A tous les maçons une rasade, qu'elle circule.

VI

Encore, mes bien aimés frères, qu'elle circule, 
Notre ancienne et ferme union se cimente en buvant 
Et la seule querelle entre maçons sera pour savoir 
Qui travaillera le mieux ou qui s'entendra le mieux. 

7

Again let it pass to the Royal lov'd Name,
Whose glorious Admission has crown'd all our Fame:
May a Lewis be born, whom the World shall admire,
Serene as his Mother, August as his Sire.

Chorus

Now a Lewis is born, whom the World shall admire,
Serene as his Mother, August as his Sire.

To our Brother Frederick, his Royal Highness the Prince of Wales.
To our Brother Francis, his Royal Highness the Grand Duke of Tuscany.
To the Lewis

Qu'elle passe encore au nom royal bien aimé, 
De celui dont l'initiation glorieuse a couronné notre renommée :
Qu'un LOUIS puisse naître, que le monde admirera, 
Serein comme sa Mère, Auguste comme son Père. 

Chœur. 

Un LOUIS est maintenant né, que le monde admirera, 
Serein comme sa Mère, Auguste comme son Père. 

A notre Frère FREDERIC, son Altesse Royale le Prince de Galles. 
A notre Frère FRANCOIS, son Altesse Royale le Grand Duc de Toscane. 
Aux Louis 

Lewis est à la fois :

• un accessoire de levage des pierres, appelé louve en français : voir le schéma explicatif ci-contre et les deux images ci-dessous : à gauche, photo d'un modèle réduit, prise par Marc Meurrens au Masonic Hall de Nottingham ; au centre, gravure d'origine allemande
• le prénom Louis 
• un mot anglais pour lowton qui veut dire louveteau ou fils de maçon.

Dans la maçonnerie anglo-saxonne, on trouve (exemple ci-dessous à droite) un Lewis jewel porté par les maçons dont le père est également maçon (leurs noms sont gravés sur les deux plaques, et la partie inférieure représente l'accessoire ci-contre).

N. B. Every two last Lines of each Verse is the Chorus.

I.

On, on, my dear Brethren, pursue your great Lecture,
And refine on the Rules of old Architecture :
High Honour to Masons the Craft daily brings,
To those Brothers of Princes and Fellows of Kings.

II.

We drove the rude Vandals and Goths off the Stage,
Reviving the Arts of Augustus' fam’d Age.
And Vespasian destroy’d the vast Temple in vain,
Since so many now rise in CARNARVON’s mild Reign.

III.

The noble five Orders compos’d with such Art,
Will amaze the fixt Eye, and engage the whole Heart :
Proportion’s sweet Harmony gracing the Whole,
Gives our Work, like the glorious Creation, a Soul.

IV.

Then Master and Brethren, preserve your great Name,
This Lodge so majestick will purchase you Fame;
Rever’d it shall stand till all Nature expire,
And its Glories ne’re fade till the World is on Fire.

V.

See, see, behold here, what rewards all our Toil,
Inspires our Genius, and bids Labour smile:
To our noble Grand Master let a Bumper be crown’d,
To all Masons a Bumper, so let it go round.

VI.

Again, my lov’d Brethren, again let it pass,
Our ancient firm Union cements with the Glass;
And all the Contentions ‘rnongst Masons shall be,
Who better can work, or who better agree.

N. B. The two last Lines of each Verse is the Chorus.

I.

On on my dear Brethren, pursue your great Lecture,
And refine on the Rules of old Architecture;
High Honour to Masons the Craft daily brings,
To those Brothers of Princes and Fellows of Kings.

II.

We’ve drove the rude Vandals and Goths off the Stage.
Reviving the Arts of Augustus fam’d Age.
Vespasian destroy’d the vast Temple in vain,
Since so many now rise in Great George’s mild Reign.

III.

Of Wren and of Angelo mark the great Names,
Immortal they live as the Tiber and Thames;
To Heav’n and themselves they’ve such Monuments rais’d,
Recorded like Saints and like Saints they are prais’d.

IV.

The five noble Orders compos’d with such Art,
Will amaze the fix’d Eye and engage the whole Heart;
Proportion’s dumb Harmony gracing the whole,
Gives our Work, like the glorious Creation, a Soul.

V.

Then Master and Brethren preserve your great Name,
This Lodge so majestic will purchase you Fame
Rever’d it shall stand till all Nature expire.
And its Glories ne’er fade till the World is on Fire.

VI.

See, see, behold here what rewards all our Toil.
Enlivens our Genius and bids Labour smile;
To our noble Grand-Master let a Bumper be crown’d
To all Masons a Bumper. so let it go round.

VII.

Again my lov’d Brethren, again let it pass,
Our ancient firm Union cements with the Glass;
And all the Contentions ‘rnongst Masons shall be,
Who better can work or best who can agree.

To the Right Worshipful the Grand-Master.