Comments on: 01/17/14 – Liking Fireworks http://www.littledee.net/?p=4624 Mon, 06 Jun 2016 05:11:59 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 By: War Pig http://www.littledee.net/?p=4624&cpage=1#comment-8790 War Pig Sat, 18 Jan 2014 05:44:08 +0000 http://www.littledee.net/?p=4624#comment-8790 They used rockets, too. The Congreve Rocket, to be exact. Which went off much like our conventional fireworks and burst in the air and on the ground. They used rockets, too. The Congreve Rocket, to be exact. Which went off much like our conventional fireworks and burst in the air and on the ground.

]]> By: christopher http://www.littledee.net/?p=4624&cpage=1#comment-8789 christopher Sat, 18 Jan 2014 00:51:15 +0000 http://www.littledee.net/?p=4624#comment-8789 Possibly. But in that they're talking about actual bombs and such. But I could see, as a child hearing "bombs bursting in air" I might have made that connection. Possibly. But in that they’re talking about actual bombs and such. But I could see, as a child hearing “bombs bursting in air” I might have made that connection.

]]> By: War Pig http://www.littledee.net/?p=4624&cpage=1#comment-8788 War Pig Fri, 17 Jan 2014 22:16:59 +0000 http://www.littledee.net/?p=4624#comment-8788 Maybe this is why you associate fireworks with warfare: <i>"Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming? And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting 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 free and the home of the brave? On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses? Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam, In full glory reflected now shines in the stream: 'Tis the star-spangled banner! Oh long may it wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave! And where is that band who so vauntingly swore That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion, A home and a country should leave us no more! Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave: And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave! Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand Between their loved home and the war's desolation! Blest with victory and peace, may the heav'n rescued land Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation. Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, And this be our motto: "In God is our trust." And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!"</i> Maybe this is why you associate fireworks with warfare:

“Oh, say can you see by the dawn’s early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight,
O’er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket’s red glare, the bombs bursting 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 free and the home of the brave?

On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe’s haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o’er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning’s first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
‘Tis the star-spangled banner! Oh long may it wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle’s confusion,
A home and a country should leave us no more!
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps’ pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war’s desolation!
Blest with victory and peace, may the heav’n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: “In God is our trust.”
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!”

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