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First Line: Fair islands of the silver fleece
Subject(s): Australia; Great Britain - Commonwealth & Colonies


Fair islands of the silver fleece,
Hoards of unsunned, uncounted gold,
Whose havens are the haunts of peace,
Whose boys are in our quarrel bold;
Our bolt is shot, our tale is told,
Our ship of state in storms may toss;
But ye are young, if we are old,
Ye Islands of the Southern Cross!


Ah, we must dwindle and decrease,
Such fates the ruthless years unfold;
And yet we shall not wholly cease,
We shall not perish unconsoled;
Nay, still shall freedom keep her hold
Within the sea's inviolate fosse,
And boast her sons of English mould,
Ye Islands of the Southern Cross!


All empires tumble-Rome and Greece-
Their swords are rust, their altars cold!
For us, the children of the seas,
Who ruled where'er the waves have rolled,
For us, in fortune's books enscrolled,
I read no runes of hopeless loss;
Nor-while ye last-our knell is tolled,
Ye Islands of the Southern Cross!


Envoy
Britannia, when thy hearth's a-cold,
When o'er thy grave has grown the moss,
Still Rule Australia shall be trolled
In Islands of the Southern Cross!






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