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July 4th, 1917 
WISCONSIN HORTICULTURE 
SPECIAL EDITION 
THE STAR SPANGLED BANNER 
Francis Scott Key. 
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 thro ’ 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 thro’ 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 thro ’ 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; oh, long may it wave 
O ’er the land of the free, and the home of the brave. 
Oh! thus he it ever when freemen shall stand 
Between their loved homes and wild war’s desolation; 
Blest with vict’ry and peace, may the heav ’n-rescued land 
Praise the pow’r 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 
0 ’er the land of the free, and the home of the brave. 
