There is peace in the land, and the “stars and the bars”
Forever have merged in the “stripes and the stars.”
15th Pupil.
There is peace where the flowers cover the tombs,
And the Blue and the Gray now blend with the blooms.
All.
God grant that this peace may forever be ours!
And the Blue and the Gray alike sleep neath the flowers!
(These last two lines should be recited while flags and flowers are held in front, in prayerful attitude, eyes of pupils glancing upward.)