Thick-Sprinkled Bunting

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Thick-Sprinkled Bunting

Thick-sprinkled bunting! flag of stars!

Long yet your road, fateful flag⁠—long yet your road, and lined with bloody death,

For the prize I see at issue at last is the world,

All its ships and shores I see interwoven with your threads greedy banner;

Dream’d again the flags of kings, highest borne, to flaunt unrival’d?

O hasten flag of man⁠—O with sure and steady step, passing highest flags of kings,

Walk supreme to the heavens mighty symbol⁠—run up above them all,

Flag of stars! thick-sprinkled bunting!