I pledge allegiance to my Flag and the Republic f
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I pledge allegiance to my Flag and the Republic for which it stands, one nation, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.
Oh! say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave,
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Oh! say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave,
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
We do not consecrate the flag by punishing its de
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We do not consecrate the flag by punishing its desecration, for in doing so we dilute the freedom that this cherished emblem represents.
It is the flag just as much of the man who was na
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It is the flag just as much of the man who was naturalized yesterday as of the men whose people have been here many generations.
There is not a thread in it but scorns self-indul
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There is not a thread in it but scorns self-indulgence, weakness and rapacity.
Thanks for your help, Dave Martucci of vexman.net! We take the stars from heaven, the red from our m
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We take the stars from heaven, the red from our mother country, separating it by white stripes, thus showing that we have separated from her, and the white stripes shall go down to posterity, representing our liberty.
Off with your hat, as the flag goes by!
And l
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Off with your hat, as the flag goes by!
And let the heart have its say;
you're man enough for a tear in your eye
that you will not wipe away.
Have not I myself known five hundred living soldi
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Have not I myself known five hundred living soldiers sabred into crows' meat for a piece of glazed cotton, which they call their flag; which had you sold it at any market-cross, would not have brought above three groschen?
A moth-eaten rag on a worm-eaten pole
It does
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A moth-eaten rag on a worm-eaten pole
It does not look likely to stir a man's soul,
'Tis the deeds that were done 'neath the moth-eaten rag,
When the pole was a staff, and the rag was a flag.
Cheers for the sailors that fought on the wave fo
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Cheers for the sailors that fought on the wave for it,
Cheers for the soldiers that always were brave for it,
Tears for the men that went down to the grave for it,
Here comes the flag!
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