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Comes flashing through the awful gloom
With threatening of impending doom.
Heaven save the Ship! in godly care
The stately mould our fathers wrought;
Her sails of States, in Union, caught--
Union alone — the favoring air.
Our fathers' blood her firm cement,
Their hearts the planks that formed the pile,
Their prayers the blue above it bent,
Their virtues the surrounding smile.

And shall that Ship, in hopeless shock,
Be dashed upon Disunion's rock?
Shall we not, on the severing sky,
See some gray tinge of softness cast,
Prophetic of the crimson dye,
The glorious sunburst throws at last?

Ye stately shades — O glorious sires!
Bend from the clouds of darkness now
With memory-waking battle-fires,
Flashing from every awful brow!
Throughout the realm hath shone your blade,
Throughout the realm your bones are laid!
For the whole realm ye fought and died;
Descend! march round on every side!
Come Sumter, Marion, Greene, and Wayne!
And thou, O stateliest Washington!
Lead through the land the mighty train--
The lovely land the heroes won.
Touch every heart with kindly flame,
Sweep every barrier-cloud away,
And rear again the Union's frame
The brighter from its new array.
Let our broad banner stream to view
Without a stain, without a rent--
With every star in brightened blue,
With every stripe more beauteous blent.

Dear flag of our fathers! how wildly
It streams to the hurricane's might!
Yet no more shall be quenched in the darkness
Than the sunshine be swept from the sight.

It was born in the tumult of battle,
When the land rocked with wrath at the foe,
And Liberty, striving and reeling,
Rained blood at each terrible blow.

There was naught on the yoked earth to render
Fit emblems that flag to adorn;
So the sky — the grand symbol of freedom--
Sent gifts from its night and its morn.

The stars shone for hopes to be kindled
Anew from dark tyranny's sway;
And the stripes beamed for courage and patience,
Fresh dawning to lead up the day.

Thus favored above, changing fortune
Came smiling our banner to join;
And the first its bright folds were expanded,
It waved over conquered Burgoyne.

Though it trembled at times to the tempest,
And clouds o'er its blazonry passed,
Our eagle thence wafted it onward,
Till proudly 'twas planted at last.

And now, as we gaze on its splendors,
In the heart what starred memories rise I
Of worthies with feet in our pathways,
But glorified brows in the skies.

High lifted — the foremost among them--
Our Nation's great Father is seen,
With figure in mould so majestic,
And face so benign and serene.

And Jefferson, Adams, and Franklin
There shine in the stately array;
And there the wreathed forehead of Jackson,
And there the grand presence of Clay.

And battle-fields, trophied in honor,
On the breast of the banner are rife--
The evergreen summit of Bunker,
And Trenton's wild winter-tossed strife.

And proudly our own Saratoga,
Where the first of our triumphs was won
And Yorktown — that height of our glory,
Where burst our victorious sun.

Then, hail to our sky-blazoned banner!
It has brightened the shore and the sea;
And soon may it wave o'er one nation,
The starred and striped flag of the free!

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