American Falls press. [volume] (American Falls, Idaho) 1907-1937, 1917-07-06

"a AEN AOkLl
the marching nation sings,
N And Ger the arms OF laughing
forts the banner lifts her WINGS
To-day In honor Of the flag the myriad la
boris cease.
And breathe the silver bugles low the
mellowed notes Of peace.
10, bugles. no. Ho. glimmerng bands,
Ho, veterans old and trusi
40, children marching for the States, mid
roses wined with devil
Behind ye thrice a hundred years, be-
fore. a thousand grand.
What says the Past to you today, o chill
dren Of the land?
What are thy legends, o thou flag. that
gladdenest land and sea?
: What IL thy meaning IN the air amid the
jubilee?
Flag Of the sun that glows for all.
Flag Of the breeze that blows for all,
Flag OF the sea that flows for all
The silver bugles blow and blow across
the silver sea,
What ID thy meaning In the airi o ban
ner, answer mel
no azure pavon old art thou, borne on
the palmer's spear;
' No orihamme Of Red Cross Knight, OF
coiRured cavalier,
No gold pomegranates Of the sun burn
on thy sllken cloud,
Nor shamrock green, nor thistle red, nor
couchant lion proud;
No golden bees Of purpled isles on red
taffeta wrought,
Nor eagle posing In the sky above the
ocelot.
No gaping dragons haunt thy folds as In
the white suns spray,
When westering Vikings turned their
prows from noonless N%orroway;
No double crowns beneath the cross are
IN thy hues unfurled,
such as the Prophet Pilot led toward the
sunset world;
No Golden Virgin, circlet-crowned, such
as with knightly pride
Old Balboa threw upon the air DER the
Pacific tide.
Not cen st. Georges Cross is there that
led the Mayhower on.
Nor old St. Andrews Cross Of faith-the
Double Cross is gone.
The silver bugles blow and blow across
the silver sea,
What is thy meaning, o thou hagl this
day Of jubilee?
o children Of the statesl yon nag more
happy lusters deck
Than ori1ammes Of old Navarro. or Cres-
sy. or Rosebeq.
The Covenanters' field Of blue, caught
from the clear sky. see,
And Lyra's burning stars Of peace and
endless unity.
? The morning beams across It stream In
roses red and white,
AS though 'twere outward rolled from
heaven by angels OF the light.
AL hail to thee. celestial flag, on thi'
prophetic morn,
That minglest with the light Of heaven
hail. flag of heaven born!
The silver bugles blow and blow across
the silver sea,
And speakest thou TO every soul this dal
of jubilee!
Flag Of the battlehelds with pride be
meath thy folds I stand.
While gySeless Freedom lifts to thee he
choral rumpets grand.
Thou stand'st for Monmouth's march o
fire, for Trenton's lines OF flame,
For ripping Eutaw's field Of blood. 70
Yorktown's endless fame;
For Cape de Gait, and fierce Algiers, an
Perry's blood-red deck.
For Vera Cruz, and Monterey. and whit
Chapultepec;
Thou standtSt for Sumters broken wal
as high above Tybee
The shouting forts uplift again the Star
OF Unity;
For Chattanooga rain of fire and this
grand echelon
Tho deep drums led at Gettysburg b
" meath the smoky sun;
Thou stand'st for Progress and the veal
all golden-orbed to be.
Eor earth's new Rome upon the Ian
and Greece upon the sea.
Thou stand'st that all the rights Of me
may every people bless,
And Gods own kingdom walk the wor
in peace and righteousness!
o my Americal whose flag we throI
amid the sky.
Beneath whose folds tbs life to live al
noblest death to die.
I hear the silver bugles blow across t
silver sea,
And bless my God my palace stands
cottage home in thee
So speak the voices Of the Past, ye ch
dren OF the land,
Behind us thrice a hundred years, befo
a thousand srand.
Such are The legends Of yon flag th
gladdons land and sea.
Such is the Hand hat scrolls the air q
day Of juhiiee.
Flag Of the sun that shines for all.
Flag Of the breeze that blows for all,
Flag Of the sea t.at flows Tor all,
Halt flag Of Liberty, all hall
The Festal Day has GOMEZ
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