Bright Star of the West—broad Land of the Free,
The wreath and the anthem are woven for thee!
IV.
Stern Seer of the future, thy curtain unroll,
And show to long ages our empire of peace—
Where man never bent to the despot's control,
And the spirit of liberty never shall cease.
Our Stars and our Stripes 'mid battle's loud thunder,
Were bound by our sires in the wedlock of love—
Oh! ne'er shall the spirit of strife put asunder,