No Foe Shall Gather Our Harvest [poem by Mary Gilmore, 29 June 1940]

[Editor: A poem by Mary Gilmore, written during the Second World War. Published in The Australian Women’s Weekly, 29 June 1940.] No foe shall gather our harvest Sons of the mountains of Scotland, Clansmen from correi and kyle, Bred of the moors of England, Children of Erin’s green isle, We stand four-square to the tempest, […]

Nationality [poem by Mary Gilmore, 12 May 1942]

[Editor: A poem by Mary Gilmore, written during the Second World War, 12 May 1942.] Nationality I have grown past hate and bitterness, I see the world as one; But though I can no longer hate, My son is still my son. All men at God’s round table sit, And all men must be fed; […]