|John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.|
|Joseph Rodman Drake. (17951820)|
| 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.
She mingled with its gorgeous dyes
The milky baldric of the skies,
And striped its pure, celestial white
With streakings of the morning light.
Flag of the free hearts hope and home!
By angel hands to valour given!
Thy stars have lit the welkin dome,
And all thy hues were born in heaven.
Forever float that standard sheet!
Where breathes the foe but falls before us,
With Freedoms soil beneath our feet,
And Freedoms banner streaming oer us?
| The American Flag.|