THE STAR OF AUSTRALASIA
The living death in the lonely bush, the greed of the selfish town,
And even the creed of the outlawed push is chivalry—upside down.
Twill be while ever our blood is hot, while ever the world goes wrong,
The nations rise in a war, to rot in a peace that lasts too long.
And southern nation and southern state, aroused from their dream of ease,
Must sign in the Book of Eternal Fate their stormy histories.
And even the creed of the outlawed push is chivalry—upside down.
Twill be while ever our blood is hot, while ever the world goes wrong,
The nations rise in a war, to rot in a peace that lasts too long.
And southern nation and southern state, aroused from their dream of ease,
Must sign in the Book of Eternal Fate their stormy histories.
MIDDLETON’S ROUSEABOUT
Tall and freckled and sandy,
Face of a country lout;
This was the picture of Andy,
Middleton’s Rouseabout.
Face of a country lout;
This was the picture of Andy,
Middleton’s Rouseabout.
Type of a coming nation,
In the land of cattle and sheep,
Worked on Middleton’s station,
“Pound a week and his keep.”
In the land of cattle and sheep,
Worked on Middleton’s station,
“Pound a week and his keep.”
On Middleton’s wide dominions
Plied the stockwhip and shears;
Hadn’t any opinions,
Hadn’t any “idears.”
Plied the stockwhip and shears;
Hadn’t any opinions,
Hadn’t any “idears.”
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