Mean English Edit
O say can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming,<br> Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,<br> O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?<br> And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,<br> Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there;<br> O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave<br> O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?<br>
The Star-Spangled Streamer (by Wordwork) Edit
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, through the threatening fight,
O’er the forewalls we watched, were so fearlessly streaming?
And the rockers so oft, ringing blasters aloft,
Gave witness through night that our flag held awaft.
Oh, say does that star-spangled streamer yet hold,
O’er the land of the free, and the home of the bold.
The Star-Spangled Cumble Edit
Lo say can you see by the dawn's early light
What so lonkly we gret at the twilight's last gleaming,
Whose broad rands and bright stars through the freachenful fight,
O'er the earthwalls we watched, were so unheanly streaming?
And the meedens' red glare, the boomers bursting 'gainst the heavens,
showed truly through the night that our Fane was still there,
Lo say does that Star-Spangled Godweb yet wave,
o'er the land of the free, and the home of the bold?
On the brim dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's overmoodly heap in dread stillness rest,
What is that which the wind, o'er the high-standing steep,
As it fitfully blows, half hides and half shows?
Now it shines back the gleam of the morning's first beam...