(November 6th, 1886)
With speechless lips and solemn tread
They brought the Lawyer-Statesman home:
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Where the mocking lyre-bird calls
To its mate among the falls
Of the mountain streams that play,
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THE BRAVE old land of deed and song,
Of gentle hearts and spirits strong,
Of queenly maids and heroes grand,
Of equal laws,—our Fatherland!
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I count the mercifullest part of all
God's mercies, in this coil of eighty years,
Is that no sense of being disappears
Or fails; I see the signal, hear the call,
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WEARY of the ceaseless war
Beating down the baffled soul,—
Thoughts that like a scimitar
Smite us fainting at the goal.
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When you arrive at Sydney, sailing up
The harbour, a small central isle you'll see;
With two or three low huts, but not a tree,
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Up go the beautiful and world-watch'd stars,
Lifting the glory of America,
'Mong the red flags which gleam through masts
and spars
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Soft as the morning's pearly light,
Where yet may rise the thunder-cloud,
Her gentle face was ever bright
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