by Samuel F. Smith
The bright-eyed boys who crowd our schools.
The knights of book and pen.
Weary of childish games and moods.
Will soon be stalwart men -
The leaders in the race of life,
The men to win applause;
The great minds born to guide the state.
The wise to make the laws.
Teach them to guard with jealous care
The land that gave them birth -
As patriot sons of patriot sires.
The dearest spot on earth;
Teach them the sacred trust to keep,
Like true men, pure and brave.
And o'er them thru the ages bid
Freedom's fair banner wave.
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