Poems (Proctor)/Hushed are the bugles that called to the strife

by Edna Dean Proctor

Hushed are the bugles that called to the strife;
Silent the cannon that roared with the fray;
Gloom is forgotten in fulness of life;
Freedom and Peace are our treasures to-day.
Flag of our Fathers! thy stars shall not wane!
Glory attend thee on ocean and shore!
Float o'er the Free from the Gulf to the main;
God shall defend thee till states are no more!