Victor Roy, a Masonic Poem by Harriet Annie Wilkins
page 44 of 91 (48%)
page 44 of 91 (48%)
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Nor forget the vow thou'st taken,
Malta's knight. By the banner, o'er us waving, By thy lance at rest, Chiefly by that Cross emblazoned On thy breast. In the heat of danger's trial, Dare the fiercest fight; No desertion, no denial, Right or life! See thou turn not from the conflict, On the battle field, Though men bear a dying soldier On thy shield. Let thy strong arm shield the helpless, And the feeble save; Mercy's voice the true knight knoweth, And the brave. Welcome, dear Sir Knight, thrice welcome! To our tented field; God will aid us till the final Foe shall yield. We are pledged unto His kingdom, Who for us hath borne |
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