It kindles all the sunset land;
O tell us what its name may be—
Is this the Flower of Liberty?
It is the banner of the free,
The starry Flower of Liberty.
In savage Nature’s [far abode]
Its tender seed our fathers sowed;
The storm-winds rocked its [swelling bud],
Its opening leaves were streaked with blood,
Till lo! earth’s tyrants shook to see