Your flag and my flag,
And how it flies today
In your land and my land
And half a world away!
Rose-red and blood-red
The stripes forever gleam;
Snow-white and soul-white--
The good forefathers' dream;
Sky-blue and true-blue, with stars to gleam aright--
The gloried guidon of the day, a shelter through the night.
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If any one attempts to haul down the American flag, shoot him on
the spot.
If any one attempts to haul down the American flag, shoot him on
the spot.
Under the sooty flag of Acheron,
Harpies and Hydras.
Under the sooty flag of Acheron,
Harpies and Hydras.
Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed as the twilight's last read more
Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed as the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight
O'er the ramplarts we watched were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through 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?
Ye mariners of England!
That guard our native seas;
Whose flag has braved a thousand years,
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Ye mariners of England!
That guard our native seas;
Whose flag has braved a thousand years,
The battle and the breeze!
Under spreading ensigns moving nigh, in slow
But firm battalion.
Under spreading ensigns moving nigh, in slow
But firm battalion.
When Freedom from her mountain height
Unfurled her standard to the air,
She tore the azure robe read more
When Freedom from her mountain height
Unfurled her standard to the air,
She tore the azure robe of night,
And set the stars of glory there.
Flag of the free heart's hope and home!
By angel hands to valour given,
Thy stars have read more
Flag of the free heart's hope and home!
By angel hands to valour given,
Thy stars have lit the welkin dome;
And all thy hues were born in heaven.
Nail to the mast her holy flag,
Set every threadbare sail,
And give her to the God read more
Nail to the mast her holy flag,
Set every threadbare sail,
And give her to the God of storms,
The lightning and the gale.
England! Whence came each glowing hue
That hints your flag of meteor light,--
The streaming red, the read more
England! Whence came each glowing hue
That hints your flag of meteor light,--
The streaming red, the deeper blue,
Crossed with the moonbeams' pearly white?
The blood, the bruise--the blue, the red--
Let Asia's groaning millions speak;
The white it tells of colour fled
From starving Erin's pallid cheek.
