When Freedom from her mountain height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of glory there. — Joseph Rodman Drake Copy Share Image
Yet I will look upon thy face again, My own romantic Bronx, and it will be A face more pleasant than the face of… — Joseph Rodman Drake Copy Share Image
Flag of the free heart's hope and home! By angel hands to valour given, Thy stars have lit the welkin dome; And all thy… — Joseph Rodman Drake Copy Share Image
When Freedom from her mountain height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of… — Joseph Rodman Drake Copy Share Image
And they who for their country die shall fill an honored grave, for glory lights the soldier's tomb, and beauty weeps the brave. — Joseph Rodman Drake Copy Share Image
O, pleasant is the welcome kiss When day's dull round is o'er; And sweet the music of the step That meets us at the… — Joseph Rodman Drake Copy Share Image
When Freedom from her mountain-height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of glory… — Joseph Rodman Drake Copy Share Image
