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Show "A little one shall become a thousand, and a small one a mighty nation." Isaiah, IX, 22, Run up Old Glory! Let it blaze In red and white against the sky And tell the story of the days When hearts were stout and hopes were high. Forget the daily fights of greed, , i Forget tne struggles, the dismay Of facing cruelty and need Run up Old Glory for the dayl . .' Run up Old Glory! Think of all s The old flag means to you and me. Of how the blast of freedom's call 1 , ' Shook out its folds from sea to seaj :- ' Red with the blood that it has cost. White with the souls of them that died, Today by laughing breezes tossed . J Jt whispers of a nation's pride. . r " ';. - Run up Old Glory! 1 , Fling it forth And feel anew the country-call That thrills east, west and south and north And ha9 its words for one and all. t-Run t-Run up Old Glory fling it far -"--.v' Across the blue of heaven's dome, ..j . , And feel that every stripe and star Is warder of your hearth and home. V'A'' (Copyright, 1911. br W. G. Chaoman.) |