Spangled Banner

Oh, say can you see
by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we
hailed at the twilight's
last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes
and bright stars thru
the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we
watched were so
gallantly streaming?
And the rocket's red
glare, the bombs
bursting in air,
Gave proof thru the
night that our flag was
still there.
Oh, say does that
star-spangled banner
yet wave
O'er the land of the
free and the home of the brave?

On the shore, dimly
seen through the mists
of the deep,
Where the foe's
haughty host in dread
silence reposes,
What is that which the
breeze, o'er the
towering steep,
As it fitfully blows,
half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the
gleam of the morning's
first beam, In full glory reflected
now shines in the stream:
'Tis the star-spangled
banner! Oh long may it wave
O'er the land of the
free and the home of the brave.

And where is that
band who so
vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war
and the battle's confusion,
A home and a country
should leave us no more!
Their blood has
washed out of of their
foul footsteps' pollution.
No refuge could save
the hireling and slave'
From the terror of
flight and the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled
banner in triumph doth wave
O'er the land of the
free and the home of the brave.