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 Above her, in the glittering day,
 * The white-winged banner’s battle stars.

Crisping the bosom of the bay,
 * Bold Moultrie stands with all her scars;

Amid the island, in repose,
 * The casual breeze at last grew still;

And, through the haze of twilight, rose
 * The tower of Secessionville.

The patient moon clomb up the sky
 * Forever on the sun god’s trail—

The saddest, loveliest thing on high,
 * And like Oenone’s passion pale.

The signal fires wink through the dark
 * Aleft and right, as rays may reach

Around the red and feverish arc
 * Of muffled batteries on the beach.

A hallowed radiance, calm and grave,
 * Gilded the city’s storied spires,

Where watch the beautiful and brave,
 * Where sleep the Carolinian sires.