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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408984" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To The Irish Delegates</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Farewell! The gold we send shall be a token<br>Of that which in our hearts is growing strong;<br>You asked our sympathy, and we have spoken—<br>“They wrong us who our brothers rob and wrong.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tell Ireland—tell her in her desolation,<br>That hearts within the South for her have bled—<br>That scalding tears of helpless indignation<br>By eyes that read her cruel wrongs are shed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Helpless no more! but strong to act hereafter,<br>For silenced arc the “loyal subjects’” sneers—<br>Too long have Ireland’s wrongs been words of laughter—<br>Arch-mockery to tickle British ears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tell Ireland that they lie of us—they slander,<br>Who say we care not for another’s wrong;<br>For we are not the men to kneel and pander<br>To tyranny, because the tyrant’s strong.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Take back across the waves Australia’s message,<br>And say our hearts are big, and strong our hands,<br>Tell Ireland that for her is surest presage<br>Of fate as fair as of these Southern 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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Of that which in our hearts is growing strong;
You asked our sympathy, and we have spoken—
“They wrong us who our brothers rob and wrong.”

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