The Flag Goes By

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                Hats off!
    Along the street there comes
    A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums,
    A flash of colour beneath the sky:
                Hats off!
    The flag is passing by!

    Blue and crimson and white it shines
    Over the steel-tipped, ordered lines.
                Hats off!
    The colours before us fly;
    But more than the flag is passing by.

    Sea-fights and land-fights, grim and great,
    Fought to make and to save the State:
    Weary marches and sinking ships;
    Cheers of victory on dying lips;

    Days of plenty and years of peace;
    March of a strong land's swift increase;
    Equal justice, right, and law,
    Stately honour and reverend awe;

    Sign of a nation, great and strong
    Toward her people from foreign wrong:
    Pride and glory and honour,--all
    Live in the colours to stand or fall.

                Hats off!
    Along the street there comes
    A blare of bugles, a ruffle of drums;
    And loyal hearts are beating high:
                Hats off!
    The flag is passing by!