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...Lodge of England. The Society is spreading and flourishing in every quarter of the globe. •« Fitr as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our empire and behold our home." Let us look at the good our Brethren are distributing far and wide ; at the charitable institutions...

...already alluded to ? Wherefore, then, exclude Freemasons, of whose charity it may justly be said, " Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our empire, and behold our home (" Let our opponents look at the extensive metropolitan charities supported by Freemasons, where the...

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...1. O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free. Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our empire, and behold our home ! 2. Long have they voyag'd o'er the distant seas ; And what a heart-delight they feel at last —...

...NORMANDY. O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free, Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our empire and behold our bome. BtBO!». 1. THE nations who successively invaded southern Europe from the ninth to the twelfth...

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...NORMANDY. O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless, arid our souls as free, Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our empire and behold our home. BIROS. 1. THE nations who successively invaded southern Europe from the ninth to the twelfth centuries,...