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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408620" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Foreign Lands</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">You may roam the wide seas over, follow, meet, and cross the sun,<br>Sail as far as ships can sail, and travel far as trains can run;<br>You may ride and tramp wherever range or plain or sea expands,<br>But the crowd has been before you, and you’ll not find ‘Foreign Lands;’<br>For the Early Days are over,<br>And no more the white-winged rover<br>Sinks the gale-worn coast of England bound for bays in Foreign Lands. <br>Foreign Lands are in the distance dim and dreamlike, faint and far,<br>Long ago, and over yonder, where our boyhood fancies are,<br>For the land is by the railway cramped as though with iron bands,<br>And the steamship and the cable did away with Foreign Lands.<br>Ah! the days of blue and gold!<br>When the news was six months old—<br>But the news was worth the telling in the days of Foreign Lands. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here we slave the dull years hopeless for the sake of Wool and Wheat<br>Here the homes of ugly Commerce—niggard farm and haggard street;<br>Yet our mothers and our fathers won the life the heart demands—<br>Less than fifty years gone over, we were born in Foreign Lands. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the gipsies stole the children still, in village tale and song,<br>And the world was wide to travel, and the roving spirit strong;<br>When they dreamed of South Sea Islands, summer seas and coral strands—<br>Then the bravest hearts of England sailed away to Foreign Lands,<br>‘Fitting foreign’—flood and field—<br>Half the world and orders sealed—<br>And the first and best of Europe went to fight in Foreign Lands. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Canvas towers on the ocean—homeward bound and outward bound—<br>Glint of topsails over islands—splash of anchors in the sound;<br>Then they landed in the forests, took their strong lives in their hands,<br>And they fought and toiled and conquered—making homes in Foreign Lands,<br>Through the cold and through the drought—<br>Further on and further out—<br>Winning half the world for England in the wilds of Foreign Lands. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love and pride of life inspired them when the simple village hearts<br>Followed Master Will and Harry—gone abroad to ‘furrin parts’<br>By our townships and our cities, and across the desert sands<br>Are the graves of those who fought and died for us in Foreign Lands—<br>Gave their young lives for our sake<br>(Was it all a grand mistake?)<br>Sons of Master Will and Harry born abroad in Foreign Lands! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah, my girl, our lives are narrow, and in sordid days like these,<br>I can hate the things that banished ‘Foreign Lands across the seas,’<br>But with all the world before us, God above us—hearts and hands,<br>I can sail the seas in fancy far away to Foreign Lands.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Lawson">Henry Lawson</a><div class=q>
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