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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Melbourne International Exhibition</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Brothers from far-away lands,<br>Sons of the fathers of fame,<br>Here are our hearts and our hands—<br>This is our song of acclaim.<br>Lords from magnificent zones,<br>Shores of superlative sway,<br>Awful with lustre of thrones,<br>This is our greeting to-day.<br>Europe and Asia are here—<br>Shining they enter our ports!<br>She that is half of the sphere<br>Beams like a sun in our courts.<br>Children of elders whose day<br>Shone to the planet’s white ends,<br>Meet, in the noble old way,<br>Sons of your forefather’s friends.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">II</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Dressed is the beautiful city—the spires of it<br>Burn in the firmament stately and still;<br>Forest has vanished—the wood and the lyres of it,<br>Lutes of the sea-wind and harps of the hill.<br>This is the region, and here is the bay by it,<br>Collins, the deathless, beheld in a dream:<br>Flinders and Fawkner, our forefathers grey, by it<br>Paused in the hush of a season supreme.<br>Here, on the waters of majesty near to us,<br>Lingered the leaders by towers of flame:<br>Elders who turn from the lordly old year to us<br>Crowned with the lights of ineffable fame.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">III</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Nine and seventy years ago,<br>Up the blaze of yonder bay,<br>On a great exalted day,<br>Came from seas august with snow—<br>Waters where the whirlwinds blow—<br>First of England’s sons who stood<br>By the deep green, bygone wood<br>Where the wild song used to flow<br>Nine and seventy years ago.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Five and forty years ago,<br>On a grand auspicious morn<br>When the South Wind blew his horn,<br>Where the splendid mountains glow—<br>Peaks that God and Sunrise know—<br>Came the fearless, famous band,<br>Founders of our radiant land,<br>From the lawns where roses grow,<br>Five and forty years ago.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">IV</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">By gracious slopes of fair green hills,<br>In shadows cool and deep,<br>Where floats the psalm of many rills,<br>The noble elders sleep.<br>But while their children’s children last,<br>While seed from seedling springs,<br>The print and perfume of their past<br>Will be as deathless things.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Their voices are with vanished years,<br>With other days and hours;<br>Their homes are sanctified by tears—<br>They sleep amongst the flowers.<br>They do not walk by street or stream,<br>Or tread by grove or shore,<br>But, in the nation’s highest dream,<br>They shine for evermore.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">V</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">By lawny slope and lucent strand<br>Are singing flags of every land;<br>On streams of splendour—bays impearled—<br>The keels are here of all the world.<br>With lutes of light and cymbals clear<br>We waft goodwill to every sphere.<br>The links of love to-day are thrown<br>From sea to sea—from zone to zone;<br>And, lo! we greet, in glory drest,<br>The lords that come from east and west,<br>And march like noble children forth<br>To meet our fathers from the North!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"></a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">VI</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">To Thee be the glory, All-Bountiful Giver!<br>The song that we sing is an anthem to Thee,<br>Whose blessing is shed on Thy people for ever,<br>Whose love is like beautiful light on the sea.<br>Behold, with high sense of Thy mercy unsleeping,<br>We come to Thee, kneel to Thee, praise Thee, and pray,<br>O Lord, in whose hand is the strength that is keeping<br>The storm from the wave and the night from the day!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Henry+Kendall">Henry Kendall</a></strong></div>