ThIck Sprinkled Bunting

Walt Whitman

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 borne, to flaunt unrival'd? 
O hasten flag of man-O with sure and steady step, passing  
highest flag of kings, 
Walk supreme to the heavens mighty symbol- run up above  
them all, 
Flag of stars! thick - sprinkled bunting!