<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374750" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Australia</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Australia, my native land, <br>A stirring whisper in your ear— <br>'Tis time for you to understand <br>Your rating now is A1, dear. <br>You've done some rousing things of late. <br>That lift you from the simple state <br>In which you chose to vegetate. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The persons so superior, <br>Whose patronage no more endures, <br>Now have to fire a salvo for <br>The glory that is fairly yours. <br>At length you need no sort of crutch, <br>You stand alone, you're voted “much”— <br>Get busy and behave as such. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">No man from Oskosh, or from Hull, <br>Or any other chosen place <br>Can rise with a distended skull, <br>And cast aspersions in your face. <br>You're given all the world to know <br>Your proper standing as a foe, <br>And hats are off, and rightly so. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You furnished heroes for the fray, <br>Your sterling merit's widely blown <br>To all men's satisfaction say, <br>Now have you proved it to your own? <br>Now have you strength to stand and shine <br>In your own light and say, “Divine <br>The thing is that I do. It's mine!” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The cannon's stroke throws customs down <br>The black and bottomless abyss, <br>And quaking are the gilded crown <br>And palsied feet of prejudice. <br>The guns have killed, but it is true <br>They bring to life things good and new. <br>God grant they have awakened you! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">My ears are greedy for the toast <br>Of confidence before our guest, <br>The loyal song, the manly boast <br>Your splendid faith to manifest. <br>In works of art and livelihood <br>Shirk not the creed, “What's ours is good,” <br>Dread not to have it understood. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Australia, lift your royal brow, <br>And have the courage of our pride, <br>Audacity becomes you now, <br>Be splendidly self-satisfied, <br>No land from lowliness and dearth <br>Has won to eminence on earth <br>That was not conscious of its worth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edward+George+Dyson">Edward George Dyson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374750" data-title="Australia de Edward George Dyson" data-description="Australia, my native land, A stirring whisper in your ear— 'Tis time for you to understand Your rating now is A1, dear. You've done some rousing things of late. That lift you from the simple state In which you chose to vegetate. The pers..."></div> </div> </div>

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