
O 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 rockets' red glare
The bombs bursting in air
Gave proof through the night
That our flag was still there
O sayDoes that Star-Spangled
BannerYet wave?O'er the Land
of the Free and the Home of
the Brave?" ***** United States of America's
National Anthem:
Francis Scott Key, 1814
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In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard
amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow.
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe;
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch, be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders
fields *****
It is in part due to this poem that the poppy was adopted as the Flower of Remembrance John McRae (1872-1918).
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