(1815 - 1896 / Australia)  What do you think this poem is about?
THE BRAVE old land of deed and song, Of gentle hearts and
spirits strong, Of queenly maids and heroes grand, Of equal
laws,—our Fatherland!  Though born beneath a brighter sun, Shall
we forget the marvels done, By soul outspoken, blood outpoured,
By bard and patriot, song and sword?  Forget how firm and true
our sires, Still lighted by their battle-fires, ’Gainst kingly
power and kingly crime, Long struggled in the darkened time?
How in a rolling sea they stood, Where every wave was freemen’s
blood,— Shall we forget the time of strife, When freedom’s only
price was life?  Shall Cromwell’s memory, Milton’s lyre, Not
kindle ’mong us souls of fire, Not raise in us a spirit strong—
High scorn of shams, quick hate of wrong? Shall we not learn,
Australians born! To smile on tinselled power our scorn,— At
least, a freeman’s pride to try, When tinselled power would bend
or buy?  The brave old land of deed and song, We ne’er will do
her memories wrong