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Leaves of Grass (1871-72)
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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!
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| 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!
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—Dream'd again the flags of kings, highest borne, to
flaunt unrival'd?
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O hasten, flag of man! O with sure and steady step,
passing highest flags of kings,
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Walk supreme to the heavens, mighty symbol—run up
above them all,
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| Flag of stars! thick-sprinkled bunting! |
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