Oh, say can you see, by the [?] early light,
What so proudly we hailed, at the twilight’s last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and [?], through the perilous fight,
O’er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming,
And the [?] red glare, the [?] in air,
Gave proof through the night, that our flag was still there,
Oh say does that star-spangled banner yet wave,
O’er the land of the [?], and the home of the [?].