THE OLD HOME AND THE NEW
Far, jar away—wide the seas that divide us — Is the land that New Zealand speaks proudly of still As “Home,” “The Old Country” It our fathers loved truly, Though bravely they left it of their own free will• Though long be the years and the miles that divide us, Though wild be the ocean, and surging with foam, Though dear be the new home, our own land New Zealand, Britain is still—may she ever be—- “ Home.” Why, oh why, should the ties that bind us Be drowned so soon by the surging sea? The years to come more divided may find us. If any be gladder then let them be. But did not these young nations all spend their childhood In Britain? and though scattered their new homes grew Why should they forget the land where together They lived, and not call it their Homeland too? Though long are the years and the miles that divide us, Though wild be the ocean and surging with foam, Though dear is the new land, our own home, New Zealand, Britain is still——may she ever be—- “ Home”
—Elsie Arnold, (15yrs), Motupiko.
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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume 77, 27 November 1942, Page 3
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