The Valiant
Over the marshland wastes, immune to the desert's breath Guarding the Empire's heart, defying the grey wolf, Death, Blind to the terror of flame, the. menace of sword or guns. These are the Empire s pride, these are the Anzacs' sons Crouching with cunning might, the enemy Panther waits, Waits for the Lion cub to walk thru 9 the trap-door gates. Peru is here, xn our midst; the poisonous breath of a foe Is hot on our cheeks once more, the veins of our nation flow. The Prussian eagle soars, beating its dripping wings, Wet with life-blood of neutral soil, steeped in peasants' and. kings'. Onward to foreign shores, thru' lands where their brothers sleep Scorning the gaunt she-wolf, the glorious Anzacs sweep■ PJZI of defeat, flinging the challenge high' With their fathers' spirit fight, with their fathers' courage die. Awake or sleeping my brothers, dream of your cherished land, Never to writhe in a foe's dread grip, to bow to an alien hand. Neath star-scattered heavens far distant, the light of your torches flame. In burning letters of glory is written the Anzacs' name. Mavis E. Hills.
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Auckland Star, Volume LXXII, Issue 247, 18 October 1941, Page 14
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190The Valiant Auckland Star, Volume LXXII, Issue 247, 18 October 1941, Page 14
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