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Rh Black for the mourning ashes,

Black, yellow and red—

And yellow of gold, as we proudly hail

The spirits of the dead!

To the flag, my sons! Your country

With her blessing "Forward" cries!

Has it shrunken? No, when smallest,

Larger, statelier, it flies!

Is it tattered? No, 'tis stoutest

When destruction it defies!

—From the French of