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Edgar Guest - The Better ThingEdgar Guest - The Better Thing
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It is better to die for the flag,       For its red and its white and its blue,     Than to hang back and shirk and to lag       And let the flag sink out of view.     It is better to give up this life     In the heat and the thick of the strife     Than to live out your days `neath a sky,     Where Old Glory shall never more fly.     The peace that we long for will be       Far worse than the war that we dread     If never again we`re to see       The blue, and the white and the red     Wind-tossed and sun-kissed in the skies.     If ever the Stars and Stripes dies     Or loses its lustre and pride,     We shall wish in our souls we had died.     It is better by far that we die       Than that flag shall pass out of the world;     If ever it ceases to fly,       If ever it`s hauled down and furled,     Dishonor shall stamp us with shame     And freedom be naught but a name,     And the few years of dearly-bought breath     Will be filled with worse horrors than death.
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