They left the banks of Thames and Tweed and Etna's fern-rimmed mere,
And passed half earth's untraversed zone, new shrines and homes to rear;
They fought the fight of sternest life, with steady heart and hand.
And left their fate to landmark an unmonumented land.
When deep and rapid comes the flood by hamlets free from fear,
And when the rivers' lessening banks speak an abundant year.
Then, then shall Memory summon up the kindly tear and sigh,
For those whose fate has saddened o'er the name of Gundagai.