THE HOME FLAG
To North and South and Fast and West, Wherever the Briton homer, On lonely toad or sheltered quest, Whatever the trail he roams, To-dav a call rings loud ami clear. That, hearing, no man may lag. It, stirs our hearts both far and near. Tho call of the old Home Flag I Hod—for the blood that was shod lor it Ere ever we saw tho light, White —for the men that are dead for it, Giving their all for its might, Blue— as the seas that roll under it, Far as the ends of the world— Flag of our race, with its Cross of God's grace. We hail it, our Hope unfurled! Wide-strewn the Empire that wo hold, And never our work is done. The chain that links us purest gold The love of a son for son. And none may hear it and say it nay, We are one in silk or rag; Oh, sons of the Mo.hex Land obey The call of the old Home Flag! Red—for the blood that was eh-d for it Ere ever we saw tho light, White—for the men that are ciad for it. Giving their all for its migr... Ulue—as the seas that roll under it. Far ns the ends of the world— Flag of our race, with ita Cross of Cod's grace. We hail it, our Hope unfurled.!
—Walter E. Grogan, in the Tele, Slash. 1
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THE HOME FLAG, Evening Star, Issue 15659, 25 November 1914
THE HOME FLAG Evening Star, Issue 15659, 25 November 1914
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