 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?  Gems for the Fireside: Comprising the Most Unique, Touching, Pithy, and ... - Page 464by Otis Henry Tiffany - 1883 - 912 pagesFull view - About this book
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...that our flag was still there. O 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...breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, now conceals, now discloses? Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam, In full glory reflected... | |
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