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Henry Lawson - The Australian MarseillaiseHenry Lawson - The Australian Marseillaise
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SING the strong, proud song of Labour,     Toss the ringing music high; Liberty’s a nearer neighbour     Than she was in days gone by. Workmen’s weary wives and daughters     Sing the songs of liberty; Men hail men across the waters,     Men reply across the sea.         We are marching on and onward             To the silver-streak of dawn,         To the dynasty of mankind             We are marching on. Long the rich have been protected     By the walls that can’t endure; By the walls that they erected     To divide them from the poor. Crumbling now, they should not trust them,     For their end is drawing near; Walls of Cant and walls of Custom,     Walls of Ignorance and Fear. Tyrants, grip your weapons firmer,     Grip them firmly by the helves; For the poor begin to murmur     Loudly now among themselves. Hear us dare to say that Heaven     Gave us equal rights with you, Dare to say the world was given     Unto all and not the few. Tell us that the law has risen,     Make us bend beneath its sway, Throw our leaders into prison,     Wrong us in the light of day. Drive us to our dens, forgetting     All our woe as greed forgets, While our weapons we are whetting     On your levelled bayonets. Treat us like the beasts you’d make us,     Pen us close in wretched sties. ’Til our patience shall forsake us,     And like wolves we will arise. Louder still for this shall rattle     Rifle shots, and sword blades ring On the blood-wet fields of battle     In the days of reckoning. We shall rise to prove us human,     Worthy of a human life, When our starved and maddened women     Lead our armies on to strife. When our war hymns wake the valleys,     And the rushing missiles shriek From your barricaded alleys,     ’Til your cannon cease to speak. Then when Mammon Castle crashes     To the earth and trampled lies, Then from out the blood and ashes     True Republics shall arise. Then the world shall rest a season     (First since first the world began) In the reign of right and reason     And the dynasty of man.
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