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80. our country.

by George Lunt.
Our Country, right or wrong!
     What manly heart can doubt
That thus should swell the patriot's song,
     Thus ring the patriot's shout?
Be but the foe arrayed,
     And war's wild trumpet blown,
Cold were his heart who has not made
     His Country's cause his own!

Where'er her flag unrolled
     Woos the saluting breeze,
Flings o'er the plain its starry fold,
     Or floats on stormy seas,
All dearest things are there,
     All that makes life divine--
Home, faith, the brave, the true, the fair,
     Cling to the flaming sign!

Oh! is this thought a dream?
     No! by the gallant dead
Who sleep by hill, and plain, and stream,
     Or deep in ocean's bed;
By every sacred name,
     By every glorious song,
By all we know and love of fame,
     Our Country, right or wrong!

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