[Editor: A poem by “Kookaburra”, regarding Australians fighting overseas during the First World War. Published in The Eltham and Whittlesea Shires Advertiser and Diamond Creek Valley Advocate, 1 June 1917.]
Our Noble Sons.
All praise to thee our noble sons
Who’ve crossed the stormy sea
To fight with fierce and cruel Huns
For people such as we.
They’ve left this bright and sunny land
To foreign climes to go,
To fight ’midst snow and burning sand
This fierce and cruel foe.
They heard the bugle sounding clear,
The rolling of the drum,
And should they call when death is near
Lord will’t thou answer: Come.
Oh Lord our God defend the right
On land and on the sea,
And should they not survive the fight
Oh take their souls to Thee.
The Eltham and Whittlesea Shires Advertiser and Diamond Creek Valley Advocate (Hurstbridge, Vic.), 1 June 1917, p. 1
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