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Edgar Guest - Beautifying The Flag
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To us the Flag has little meant.
      Each glorious stripe of red
    Was woven there to represent
      The blood of heroes dead.
    On some dim, distant battle line
      By other men were gained
    The glories that have made it fine,
      And idle we`ve remained.
    But now the Flag shall finer grow
      And ages yet to be
    Shall find the courage that we show
      To-day for liberty.

    Of other men the Flag has told;
      It flies for others` deeds;
    Its pride is born of heroes bold
      Who served its by-gone needs.
    But now our blood shall mingle there
      With blood of patriots dead,
    And through the years each stripe shall wear
      A deeper, truer red.
    The splendor of the flag shall gleam
      In every radiant star,
    And finer shall the banner seem
      Because of what we are.

    To-day new glory for the Flag
      We give our best to build;
    Of us shall future ages brag,
      By us their blood be thrilled;
    And as to us the flag has meant
      The greatness of the past,
    The Stars and Stripes shall represent
      Our courage to the last.
    The children in the years to be
      Our trials shall discuss,
    And cheer the emblem of the free,
      In part, because of us.
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