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Show OLD GLORY. Oh! Beautiful banner, Old Glory unfurled! Thou beacon of hope to a war-stricken world, Emblem of freedom, spangled with stars, ! Loveliest trophy of Liberty's wars. Smitten with splendor, unsullied, sublime, I Free from dishonor, or stain of a crime. Kissed by the breezes, by heaven caressed, Acclaimed by the nations, by a free people blessed. iThe colors of crimson were dyed ruby-red In the blood of our fathers of liberty shed. I To guard thee, Old Glory, we, too, will die j With a smile on our lips and a tear in our eye. , For we love thee, Old Glory,' with love quite as true As the love of our fathers, the heroes in blue. From factory and farmhouse, from city and glen ! We are coming, Old Glory, embattled free men. iTo guard thee from insult, from tyrany's horde, j We are coming, Old Glory, unsheathing the sword. Through tempest of war we'll carry thee through From glory to glory, old Red, White and Blue ! Oh, beautiful emblem of Liberty's tree! Dear star-spangled gem of the land of the free ! We'll carry thee forward through billows of fire Till we build for the tyrant a funeral pyre. While proudly Old Glory, to the breezes unfurled, Waves a mesage of hope to the oppressed of the world. Kingman (Arizona) Miner. |