With our boundaries swung to the circling seas and a nation named to the world! <br />And the six-starred flag of our destinies on every port unfurled! <br />God grant from Greed or the dust of sleep – or the right by a lie maintained – <br />From all save our blood, if we must, we’ll keep the silver and blue unstained! <br /> <br />We yield no praise and we speak no blame, for our history ‘s weeds and flowers – <br />But the work of a hundred years we claim as our father’s work and ours! <br />Through peace to prosper or war to save – wherever the future runs – <br />May God make noble and strong and brave the hearts of our father’s sons.<br /><br />Henry Lawson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-flag-of-our-destinies/
