Happy Independence Day!

In September, 1814, (during the war of 1812) amateur poet, Francis Scott Key was being held captive aboard the British ship HMS Minden, as she fired upon the US Fort McHenry. Key had watched the shelling from the deck of the ship in the evening hours but late in the night, the shelling had stopped. He spent the night worrying that the fort had fallen. In the early morning, as it began to dawn, he hurried to the deck and was relieved to see the American flag still flying over the fort. He was so inspired that he penned his famous poem, which he titled, The Defence of Fort M'Henry. We know it better as The Star Spangled Banner. Later, it was set to music and became our national anthem.

Most people are familiar with the first stanza but here is the poem in its entirety.

The Defence of Fort M'Henry

O! say can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watch'd, 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 on the stream —
'Tis the star-spangled banner, O! 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 havock of war and the battle's confusion
A home and a country should leave us no more?
Their blood has wash'd out their foul foot-steps' pollution,
No refuge could save the hireling and slave,
From the terror of flight or 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.

O! thus be it ever when freemen shall stand
Between their lov'd home, and the war's desolation,
Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n-rescued land
Praise the power that hath made and preserv'd 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.