Look to thy body there to find the Mystic Numbers it contains, the Coccyx Four on which the Sacrum Five do rest, where spirit matter joins, and the TREE OF LIFE AGAIN PUTS FORTH. Upon this NINE, though to FIVE this NINE returns, rest the DORSAL TWELVE, the Sacred Temples of those Mysteries from which the tribes of IS and RA were named, In the Cervical Seven dwell supreme THOSE POWERS OF GOD ENTHRONED IN MAN; these do contain the THREE IN ONE of which the ages have all sung, about that TRINITY SUBLIME which moves the worlds to GOOD. Now THREE in ONE, and FOUR PLUS FIVE, and TWELVE plus SEVEN, and you have found those MARKS THIRTY AND TWO OF PERFECT BIRTH. 57 There is a LINE that all may find, stretched from the utmost heavens (or maybe far beyond) which towards the earth comes unerringly, Which has by all Sages here been called "THE PLUMB LINE OF THE UNIVERSE," adored and reverenced by all the Wise. And where this Line the Earth doth GREET the LEVEL FORMS on which all MEET, There the SETTING SUN YOU WILL THEN FACE, AND LIFE'S FATAL SQUARE will upon THEE FALL NO MORE. Being thus FREE and ACCEPTED of the GODS, RAISED by the MASTER'S HANDS, EXALTED from the DEAD, to GREET again, and yet again, THY BRETHREN. Brothers, tell them who have the rule forgot, how time is measured dot by dot; how the MASTER from the EAST must RISE and in splendor sit upon the noonday skies. How at HIGH TWELVE upon that ARCH DIVINE HE SITS, and the QUARTERS of the world doth there survey each noon. And upon that [29]TRESTLE-BOARD, which is watched and guarded by the FOUR REGENTS, HE the orders writes, for the MASTERS to transcribe. Then that MYSTIC LINE HE crosses and hastens to HIS FALL, and thus are the days all reached, in which HE and all HIS FELLOW-CRAFT REPOSE MUST SEEK. None can here deny that this forms not a perfect day, for it has been TRIED and PROVED by that UNERRING LINE. NO YESTERDAY, NO TOMORROW, ALL IS ENDLESS DAY ENWRAPPED IN ENDLESS NIGHT, IN WHICH ALL SLEEP, IN WHICH ALL WAKE, BOTH HERE AND THERE. [29] These Jewels of Masonic Lore must appeal to all true readers of the TRESTLE-BOARD. May they hear the fraternal voice of the past, which is now speaking through the lips of the present, and seek that reward which alone can come when the earthly lodge is closed and the heavenly is declared open for the work to all who have been found worthy and qualified. 58