To The Women Of Australia

A toast to the splendid daughters
Of the New World over the waters,
    A world that is great as new;
Daughters of brave old races,
Daughters of heights and spaces,
Broad seas and broad earth places -
    Hail to your land and you!

The sun and the winds have fed you;
The width of your world has led you
    Out into the larger view;
Strong with a strength that is tender,
Bright with a primal splendour,
Homage and praise we render -
    Hail to your land and you!

Sisters and daughters and mothers,
Standing abreast with your brothers,
    Working for things that are true;
Thinking and doing and daring,
Giving, receiving, and sharing,
Earning the crowns you are wearing -
    Hail to your land and you!

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox was an American author and poet, born on November 5, 1850, and died on October 30, 1919. She was known for her works expressing optimistic views and moral lessons. Her most famous book was 'Poems of Passion'. Her poem 'Solitude' contains the famous lines, 'Laugh, and the world laughs with you; weep, and you weep alone'. Over her career, Wilcox became popularly known as a 'people's poet'.

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What We Needed.

What does our country need? Not armies standing
    With sabres gleaming ready for the fight.
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    To bound the waters with an iron might.
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The Australiad - (A poem for children.)

Twas brave De Quiros bent the knee before the King of Spain,
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From seas unsailed of mariner in all the days of yore,
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What does our country need?    No armies standing
    With sabres gleaming ready for the fight;
Not increased navies, skilful and commanding,
    To bound the waters with an iron might;
Not haughty men with glutted purses trying
    To purchase souls, and keep the power of place;
Not jewelled dolls with one another vying
    For palms of beauty, elegance, and grace.

But we want women, strong of soul, yet lowly,
    With that rare meekness, born of gentleness;
Women whose lives are pure and clean and holy,
    The women whom all little children bless;
Brave, earnest women, helpful to each other,
    With finest scorn for all things low and mean;
Women who hold the names of wife and mother
    Far nobler than the title of a queen.

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The Future of Australia

Sing us the Land of the Southern Sea,
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The songs of the wind and wave;
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And the poems Shakespeare gave,

The fireside carols and battle rhymes,
And romaunt of the knightly ring;
And the chant with hint of cathedral chimes,
Of him made blind to sing.

The tears they tell of our brethren wept,
Their praise is our fathers fame;
They sing of the seas our navies swept,
Of the shrines that lent us flame.

But the Past is past, with all its pride,
And its ways are not our ways.
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