Behold the glories of the morn,

For lo! the rising sun appear.

Just o’er the summit of the hill,

In all its splendor to be seen,

Our hearts and fancies it doth thrill

With homage to the morning’s queen,

For colors like the purest gold,

And royal purple circle round

On crimson waves of light, and fold

The shades of night beneath a mound.

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THE NEW STAR OF MANKIND.

Behold the new star of mankind,

On the flag of the western world,

Pow’rful in spirit and purpose we find

It resplendent where e’er unfurled,

A people united and free,

With love in our hearts for all men

Gaze heav’nward on that star and see

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