Pure blue flag of heaven
With your silver stars,
Not beside those crosses’
Blood-stained torture-bars:
Not beside the token
The foul sea-harlot gave,
Pure blue flag of heaven,
Must you ever wave!
No, but young exultant,
Free from care and crime,
The soulless selfish England
Of this later time:
No, but, faithful, noble,
Rising from her grave,
Flag of light and liberty,
For ever must you wave!