Or passing, or to come, be sure, be brave
Spangled flag of
youth's gallant glinting seas,
In time's deep
cask the cooper sets the stave.
There to soak the
soul's mellowing degrees.
The heart's
pendant and its pure purpose save
As love is the
thing no smith can forge, can cease
Ultimate banner
for
Of human truth,
goodness and kingdoms come.
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