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r and fall to the ground.
The stain of all ages, tyrannical sway,
Will pass like a flash or a shadow away,
And shrink to nothing 'neath thunderbolts hurl'd
From the hand of the terror--the boast of the world.
Australia, advancing with rapid wing'd stride,
Shall plant among nations her banners in pride;
The yoke of dependence aside she will cast,
And build on the ruins and wrecks of the Past.
Her flag in the tempest will wave to proclaim,
'Mong kingdoms and empires her national name,
And Ages shall see it, asleep or unfurl'd
The shelter of Freedom and boast of the world.
I hope the above will not be considered disloyal. It is but reasonable
to imagine that Australia will in the far future become
an independent nation--that imagination springing as it does
from a native-born Australian brain.--H.K.
Silent Tears
What bitter sorrow courses down
Yon mourner's faded cheek?
Those scalding drops betray a grief
Within, too full to speak.
Outspoken words cannot express
The pangs, the pains of years;
They're ne'er so deep or eloquent
As are those silent tears.
Here is a wound that in the breast
Must canker, hid'n from sight;
Though all without seems sunny day,
Within 'tis ever night.
Yet sometimes from this secret source
The gloomy truth appears;
The wind's dark dungeon must have vent
If but in silent tears.
The world may deem from outward looks
That heart is hard and cold;
But oh! could they the mantle lift
What sorrows would be told!
Then, only then, the truth would show
Which most the bosom sears:
The pain portrayed by burning words
Or that by--silent tears.
Extempore Lines
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* Suggested by one of John Bright's speeches on Electoral Reform.
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A morning crowns the Western hill,
A day begins to reign,
A sun awakes o'er distant seas--
Shall never sleep again.
The world is growing old,
And men are waxing wise;
A mist has cleared--a something falls
Like scales from off their eyes.
Too long the "Dark of Ignorance"
Has brooded on their way;
Too long Oppression 's stood before,
Excluding light of day.
But now they've found the track
And now they've seen the dawn,
A "beacon lamp" is pointing on,
Where stronger glows the morn.
Since Adam lived, the mighty ones
Have e
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