poem the flag

Julie’s history lesson yesterday (HERE) put me on a short search of my old readers to see if the Story of Betsy Ross was in one.  I seemed to remember one from sometime in my childhood.  I didn’t find one but I did find something about The Flag in all of them.      This one was/is sort of special.


Here comes The Flag!

Hail it!

Who dares to drag

Or trail it?

Give it hurrahs—

Three for the stars

Three for the bars.

Uncover your head to it!

The soldiers who tread to it

Shout at the sight of it

The justice and right of it,

The unsullied white of it,

The blue and red of it,

The tyranny’s dread of it!

Here comes The Flag!

Cheer it!

Valley and crag

Shall hear it.

Fathers shall bless it;

Children caress it,

All shall maintain it;

No one shall stain it.

Cheers for the sailors that fought on the

          wave for it!

Tears for the men that went down to the

          grave for it!

Here comes The Flag.

  • by Arthur Macy, Poetry Pubic Domain, The Elson Readers, Book 6, 1930

  • Editors note in the reader:  Arthur Macy (1842-1904) was born in Nantucket, Massachusetts.  He served in the Civil War, was wounded in Gettysburg three times, and was there taken prisoner.  As a soldier he learned what it means to march with the flag.  It is not surprising, therefore, that his poem, “The Flag,” is full of stirring patriotism.


About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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4 Responses to THE FLAG, ARTHUR MACY

  1. Thank you for the nod Oneta!!!!

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