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**'We're All Australians Now' by Banjo Paterson **

To write a line to you, To let you fellows understand How proud we are of you.
 * Australia takes her pen in hand

From shearing shed and cattle run, From Broome to Hobson's Bay, Each native-born Australian son Stands straighter up today.

The man who used to "hump his drum", On far-out Queensland runs Is fighting side by side with some Tasmanian farmer's sons.

The fisher-boys dropped sail and oar To grimly stand the test, Along that storm-swept Turkish shore, <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">With miners from the west.

<span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">The old state jealousies of yore <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Are dead as Pharaoh's sow, <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">We're not State children any more — <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">We're all Australians now!

<span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Our six-starred flag that used to fly <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Half-shyly to the breeze, <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Unknown where older nations ply <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Their trade on foreign seas,

<span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Flies out to meet the morning blue <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">With Vict'ry at the prow; <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">For that's the flag the Sydney flew, <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">The wide seas know it now!

<span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">The mettle that a race can show <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Is proved with shot and steel, <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">And now we know what nations know <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">And feel what nations feel.

<span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">The honoured graves beneath the crest <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Of Gaba Tepe hill <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">May hold our bravest and our best, <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">But we have brave men still.

<span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">With all our petty quarrels done, <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Dissensions overthrown, <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">We have, through what you boys have done, <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">A history of our own.

<span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Our old world diff'rences are dead, <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Like weeds beneath the plough, <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">For English, Scotch, and Irish-bred, <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">They're all Australians now!

<span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">So now we'll toast the Third Brigade <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">That led Australia's van, <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">For never shall their glory fade <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">In minds Australian.

<span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Fight on, fight on, unflinchingly, <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Till right and justice reign. <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Fight on, fight on, till Victory <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Shall send you home again.

<span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">And with Australia's flag shall fly <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">A spray of wattle-bough <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">To symbolise our unity — <span style="font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">We're all Australians now. ||

"When you see millions of the mouthless dead"
By Charles Sorley When you see millions of the mouthless dead Across your dreams in pale battalions go, Say not soft things as other men have said, That you'll remember. For you need not so. Give them not praise. For, deaf, how should they know It is not curses heaped on each gashed head? Nor tears. Their blind eyes see not your tears flow. Nor honour. It is easy to be dead. Say only this, 'They are dead.' Then add thereto, 'Yet many a better one has died before.' Then, scanning all the o'ercrowded mass, should you Perceive one face that you loved heretofore, It is a spook. None wears the face you knew.

**__<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif'; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Turkish Poem by Nemettin Halil Onan __** //<span style="color: black; font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;">Stop wayfarer! Unbeknownst to you this ground // <span style="font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">You come and tread on, is where an epoch lies; <span style="font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">Bend down and lend your ear, for this silent mound <span style="font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">Is the place where the heart of a nation sighs.

<span style="font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">To the left of this deserted shadeless lane <span style="font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">The Anatolian slope now observe you well; <span style="font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">For liberty and honour, it is, in pain, <span style="font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">Where wounded Mehmet laid down his life and fell.

<span style="font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">This very mound, when violently shook the land, <span style="font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">When the last bit of earth passed from hand to hand, <span style="font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">And when Mehmet drowned the enemy in flood, <span style="font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">Is the spot where he added his own pure blood.

<span style="font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">Think, the consecrated blood and flesh and bone <span style="font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">That make up this mound, is where a whole nation, <span style="font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">After a harsh and pitiless war, alone <span style="font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif'; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">Tasted the joy of freedom with elation. The convoys of dead sailors come; At night they sway and wander in the waters far under, But morning rolls them in the foam. Between the sob and clubbing of the gunfire Someone, it seems, has time for this, To pluck them from the shallows and bury them in burrows And tread the sand upon their nakedness; And each cross, the driven stake of tidewood, Bears the last signature of men, Written with such perplexity, with such bewildered pity, The words choke as they begin - 'Unknown seaman' - the ghostly pencil Wavers and fades, the purple drips, The breath of wet season has washed their inscriptions As blue as drowned men's lips, Dead seamen, gone in search of the same landfall, Whether as enemies they fought, Or fought with us, or neither; the sand joins them together, Enlisted on the other front. ||  ||
 * Beach Burial by Kenneth Slessor ||   ||
 * Softly and humbly to the Gulf of Arabs