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The Soul of Australia In the light of dawn, the break of day, Through the waters chill they fought their way; Like their sires of old, to the Motherland They came o’er the sea, and they sprang to the strand; And the blood of the Angles, the Scot, and the Celt Grew hot in their veins as the war fire they felt. In the light of noon, in the bright sunlight, They fought up the cliffs from height to height; And the sun shone down on that scene of strife Where the ‘Soul of Australia’ came to life, As the blood of Australians was shed on the sod, For Australia, for Britain, Humanity, God. ...