An Anthem for the Australasian League

SHALL we sing of Loyalty
    To the far South’s fiery youth?
Yea—but let the pæan be
    Of loyalty to God and Truth:
To Man, to progress, and to all
    The free things, nobly free,
Of which their loved Australia shall
The golden cradle be.

        Hark! her star-eyed Destinies
        Pour their voices o’er the seas—
        Hither, to the Land of Gold,
            All who would be free!
        Here a diadem behold
            For immortal Liberty!
        Not for Old World queens and kings,
        Villain Slavery’s outworn things!

Shall we sing of Loyalty
    In this new and genial Land?
Yea—but let the pæan be
    Of loyalty to Love’s command,
To Thought, to Beauty, and to all
    The glorious Arts that yet
In golden Australasia shall
    Like chrysolites be set.