The rest of the poem
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 in the stream
'Tis the star spangled banner O! 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 shall leave us no more
Their blood has wash'd 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
O thus be it ever when freemen shall stand
Between their lov'd home, and the wars desolation
Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n rescued land
Praise the pow'r that hath made and preserv'd 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