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Some of us may have been unaware: to what perfection those fruits have been already matured in the virgin soil of Australia, but if there was surprise in any. quarter it was pleasurable surprise. The whole country felt a thrill of pride as the work of her sons was revealed to her, and revealed to her at time when the ties between her and them had been newly consecrated by common. effort and by common sacrifice in a righteous cause.—"The Times."
Her hand was still on her swart-hilt—the spur was still on her heel—She had not east her harness of grey wardinted steel High on her red-splashed changer, beautiful, bold and browned, Bright-eyed out of the battle, the Young Queen rode to be crowned.
And she came to the Old Queen's presence, in the Hall of Our Thousand Years—In the Hall of the Five Free Nations that are peers among their peers Royal she gave the greeting, loyal she bowed the head, Crying:—*Crown me, my Mother And the Old Queen stood and sai How can I crown thee further? I know whose standard flies "Where the clean surge takes the Leeuwin or the notched Kaikouras rise,
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.