. The living monument, in parts, with some compositions in rhymes of liberal thoughts of past and future events, to lovers of light and liberty. Beautiful as a floAver! To those who love it \\avinof A terrible meteors shower To those with e\il striving: A hauntino- nightmare! Amidst bolt and thunder, To those who striving, with the rape and plunder. Red, w^hite and blue famous stainingOf the stars and stripes on this shore,Ancestors approved the outliningBy Washington, George, before by Betsy Ross mannerUnfold the first spangled banner. The starred and striped banner is knownAll o
. The living monument, in parts, with some compositions in rhymes of liberal thoughts of past and future events, to lovers of light and liberty. Beautiful as a floAver! To those who love it \\avinof A terrible meteors shower To those with e\il striving: A hauntino- nightmare! Amidst bolt and thunder, To those who striving, with the rape and plunder. Red, w^hite and blue famous stainingOf the stars and stripes on this shore,Ancestors approved the outliningBy Washington, George, before by Betsy Ross mannerUnfold the first spangled banner. The starred and striped banner is knownAll over the world thru its fameOf victories freedoms were cause of its glorious name,Red, white and blue by its pressingBecame on the Earth a blessing. This banner of old through agesHas never been known to record tells on the neither been known thru never waved of a for selfish aim to plunder. 18. Red, wlute and blue with the staining ()n the woven cloth of the loom. Ancestors by it were dining In the time l^efore them with gloom : When the shots and shells were screaming, Of their fate with freedom dreaming. ]9 RED, WHITE AND BLUE Supremacy by fate with ending,When oppression fell by the gloom,The ancestors frames were bendingBefore gleam of the home, sweet memory of their brave dyingCause red, white and blue to swaying. in the present age we reapingFrom the treasure dear by the toil,Accomplished with strifes and weeping-Thru the blood that were spilt on chamber in caves they slumberThe Heroes brave in great number. Of impression with adorning, Li the resting place of decay. On the sad decoration morning. Is the thirtieth day of May, With the laurel wreaths of weeping, \\here the heroes brave are sleeping. Of emotion Hearts near bared with silent bows to soil,While the Soldiers Guns are cracking,For the heroes brave by their toilIn the bed
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