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.