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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344060" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song Of The Federation</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">As the nations sat together, grimly waiting,<br>The fierce and ancient nations battle-scarred,<br>Grown grey in their lusting and their hating,<br>Ever armed and ever ready keeping guard,<br>Through the tumult of their warlike preparation<br>And the half-stilled clamour of the drums<br>Came a voice crying, 'Lo, a new-made Nation,<br>To her place in the sisterhood she comes!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And she came. She was beautiful as morning,<br>With the bloom of the roses on her mouth,<br>Like a young queen lavishly adorning<br>Her claims with the splendours of the South.<br>And the fierce old nations, looking on her,<br>Said, 'Nay, surely she were quickly overthrown;<br>Hath she strength for the burden laid upon her,<br>Hath she power to protect and guard her own?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then she spoke, and her voice was clear and ringing<br>In the ears of the nations old and grey,<br>Saying, 'Hark, and ye shall hear my children singing<br>Their war-song in countries far away.<br>They are strangers to the tumult of the battle,<br>They are few, but their hearts are very strong,<br>'Twas but yesterday they called unto the cattle,<br>But they now sing Australia's marching song.'<br>SONG OF THE AUSTRALIANS IN ACTION</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For the honour of Australia, our Mother,<br>Side by side with our kin from over sea,<br>We have fought and we have tested one another,<br>And enrolled among the brotherhood are we.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was never post of danger but we sought it<br>In the fighting through the fire, and through the flood<br>There was never prize so costly but we bought it,<br>Though we paid for its purchase with our blood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Was there any road too rough for us to travel?<br>Was there any path too far for us to tread?<br>You can track us by the blood drops on the gravel<br>On the roads that we milestoned with our dead!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And for you. O our young and anxious mother,<br>O'er your great gains keeping watch and ward,<br>Neither fearing nor despising any other,<br>We will hold your possessions with the sword.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then they passed to the place of world-long sleeping,<br>The grey-clad figures with their dead,<br>To the sound of their women softly weeping<br>And the Dead March moaning at their head:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the Nations, as the grim procession ended,<br>Whispered, 'Child, thou has seen the price we pay;<br>From War may we ever be defended,<br>Kneel thee down, new-made Sister, Let us Pray!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Andrew+Barton+Paterson">Andrew Barton Paterson</a><div class=q>
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The fierce and ancient nations battle-scarred,
Grown grey in their lusting and their hating,
Ever armed and ever ready keeping guard,
Through the tumult of their warlike preparation
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