FROM all division let our land be free, <br /> For God has made her one: complete she lies <br /> Within the unbroken circle of the skies, <br />And round her indivisible the sea <br />Breaks on her single shore; while only we, <br /> Her foster children, bound with sacred ties <br /> Of one dear blood, one storied enterprise, <br />Are negligent of her integrity.— <br />Her seamless garment, at great Mammon’s nod, <br /> With hands unfilial we have basely rent, <br /> With petty variance our souls are spent, <br />And ancient kinship underfoot is trod: <br /> O let us rise, united, penitent, <br />And be one people,—mighty, serving God!<br /><br />William Gay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/australian-federation/
