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O, 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 through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched
were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the
bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that
our flag was still there.
O, 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
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.
Oh! thus be it ever, when
freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and
the war's desolation!
Bles't with victory and peace,
may the heav'n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made
and preserved us a nation.
Then conquer we must, when
our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is
our trust."
And the star-spangled banner in
triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the
home of the brave.