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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=373732" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Banner Of Men Who Were Free</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Flag of the great republic, banner of men who were free! <br>Carried aloft for freedom in many a bloody gorge; <br>Torn by the shot of tyrants in battle by land and sea, <br>The rallying hope of our fathers by Valley Forge. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But what is it but a rag, save it emblem the higher law? <br>Striped with the red of blood, flecked with the stars of war. <br>The ensign of might alone, to be held by the people in awe, <br>And cursed by savage chieftans in lands afar. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Little we owe to the England of this her lesser day, <br>But much to the field of Naseby, the spirit of Runnymede; <br>The bold adventurous Angles, who never shrank from the fray <br>When Liberty cried aloud in her hour of need. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Aloft on the dome of truth, in the city of brotherly love, <br>A sign to the world of hate, of Christ enthroned in the state, <br>Symbol of peace, like the olive leaf and the messenger dove, <br>Flew the flag of our fathers--the sign of a just debate! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But they dare to raise its standard on a field where the battle smoke, <br>Is rent with the groans of the slain, like the fallen of Lexington; <br>Where the eagles have traveled afar from the vultures of war which croak <br>O'er the bodies of those who died for the prize that it should have won? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Flag of a noble race, no longer our flag in truth, <br>Borne by a hostile hand in a cause of shame, <br>Give us the banner that flapped in the eyes of the nation's youth <br>And sent a thrill through the world of its faultless flame! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet, if its soul shall perish, take it for what it was -- <br>For the shroud of those who worship the dead ideal; <br>Dead to lie with the dead beneath the recurrent grass, <br>No longer to grieve for the lost and no more to feel.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edgar+Lee+Masters">Edgar Lee Masters</a><div class=q>
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Carried aloft for freedom in many a bloody gorge; 
Torn by the shot of tyrants in battle by land and sea, 
The rallying hope of our fathers by Valley Forge. 

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