Mix It Monday: ‘Merica

The year was 1814 when a 35-year-old lawyer and poet Francis Scott Key witnesses the bombardment of Fort McHenry by British ships of the Royal Navy in Baltimore Harbor during the Battle of Fort McHenry in the War of 1812.  He sees the American Flag flying on high, in all its glory and goes on to pen a poem titled “Defence of Fort M’Henry“, which would later be toned to key and titled “The Star-Spangled Banner.”

“The Star-Spangled Banner” is the national anthem of the United States of America; recognized officially by the U.S. Navy in 1889, and by U.S. President Woodrow Wilson in 1916, the proclamation of solidarity and pride was made our national anthem by a congressional resolution on March 3, 1931.

You may only know the portion of the anthem, you memorized back in grade school, but the poem actually goes on and is quite beautiful… Take a second to read over the entire work and enjoy this slice of American revelry!

                “The Star Spangled Banner”                  

By: Francis Scott Key 1814

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 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?
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, 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!
Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand

Between their loved home and the war’s desolation!

Blest 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!