...g of the Free! How it waves its rich folds in the zenith, and looks in the dawn's open eye, With its starred breast of pearl and of crimson, as if with heaven's colors to vie! Hurrah! rolls from Moccasin Point , and Hurrah! from bold Cameron's Hill! Hurrah! peals from glad Chattanooga! bliss seems every bosom to fill! Thanks, thanks, O ye heroes of Lookout! O brave Union boys! during time Shall...