Henry Lawson, 1915
"The Australians are fighting hard in Gallipoli." Cable
Rolling out to fight for England, singing songs across the sea;
Rolling North to fight for England, and to fight for you and me.
Fighting hard for France and England, where the storms of Death are hurled;
Fighting hard for Australasia and the honour of the World!
Fighting hard for Sunny Queensland fighting for Bananaland,
Fighting hard for West Australia, and the mulga and the sand;
Fighting hard for Plain and Wool-Track, and the haze of western heat
Fighting hard for South Australia and the bronze of Farrar's Wheat!
Fighting hard for fair Victoria, and the mountain and the glen;
(And the Memory of Eureka there were other tyrants then),
For the glorious Gippsland forests and the World's great Singing Star
For the irrigation channels where the cabbage gardens are
Fighting hard for gale and earthquake, and the wind-swept ports between;
For the wild flax and manuka and the terraced hills of green.
Fighting hard for wooden homesteads, where the mighty kauris stand
Fighting hard for fern and tussock! Fighting hard for Maoriland!
Fighting hard for little Tassy, where the apple orchards grow;
(And the Northern Territory just to give the place a show),
Fighting hard for Home and Empire, while the Commonwealth prevails
And, in spite of all her blunders, dying hard for New South Wales.
Fighting for the Pride of Old Folk, and the people that you know;
And the girl you left behind you (ah! the time is passing slow).
For the proud tears of a sister! come you back, or never come!
And the weary Elder Brother, looking after things at home
Fighting Hard! You Lucky Devils!