The Perfect Ashlars

Today in Masonic History we present The Perfect Ashlars by Rob Morris.

The sunbeams, from the Eastern sky,
Flash from yon blocks, exalted high,
And on their polished fronts proclaim
The framer and the builder's fame.

Glowing beneath the fervid noon,
Yon marble dares the Southern sun,
Yet tells that wall of fervid flame,
The framer and the builder's fame.

The chastened sun, adown the West,
Speaks the same voice and sinkes to rest,
No sad defect, no flaw to shame
The framer and the builder's fame.

Beneath the dewy night, the sky
Llghta up ten thousand lamps on high;
Ten thousand lamps unite to name
The framer and the builder's fame.

Perfect in line, erect in square,
These Ashlars of the Craftsmen are:
They will to coming time proclaim
The framer and the builder's fame.