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By the scimitar and cresent which you wear upon your coat, You proclaim that you are a Shriner. It's a sign for men to note; It's a symbol that your fellows have abiding faith in you; They believe that you are worthy and they trust in all you do; But I wonder, fellow Noble, as I meet you here and there, If you've really caught the meaning of that little badge you wear. By the token that you're wearing, you're expected to be fine. We have taught the world it's something to be chosen by the Shriner. And the man who wears its emplem has his fellow guarantee That a gentleman of honor he is known and pledged to be; And if he should fail that standard by some thoughtless word or whim. All Shriners, world-wide over shall be put to shame by him. By the scimitar and crescent which so proudly you display, You are bound to live and travel in a bigger, better way. You must dignify the emblem, so that none whom you may meet, Be he friend or foe, may whisper that the Shrine is but a cheat. You must play the man at all times, you must keep your conduct fair, And be worthy of the cresent and the scimitar you wear. -Edgar A. Guest |