THICK-SPRINKLED bunting! Flag of stars! 
Long yet your road, fateful flag!—long yet your road, and lined with bloody death! 
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! 
—Dream’d again the flags of kings, highest born, to flaunt unrival’d?
O hasten, flag of man! O with sure and steady step, passing highest flags of kings, 
Walk supreme to the heavens, mighty symbol—run up above them all, 
Flag of stars! thick-sprinkled bunting!

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Poet: Walt Whitman
Poem: 38. Thick-Sprinkled Bunting.
Volume: Leaves of Grass
- 8. Drum-Taps
Year: Published/Written in 1900
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