THE EMIGRANT'S SONG.
(Saturday Advertiser.)
Dear, dear is Home and Fatherland, But far across the sea, A Boothem clime will give me bread, And that's the land for me. For British hearts are loyal still, Though o'er the world they roam, So steer us to Zealandia's isles, To rear a happy home. ii. We may be hardy sons of toil, Who plod with weary feet, Content to plough a stubborn soil, And earn the bread we eat. Posterity may not recall Our names in years to come, But steer us to Zealandia's isles, To rear a happy home. ill. Here for the land that gave us birth We heave adeep-draWn sigh, And for the loved and lost ones there We hope to meet on high. Then over swelling southern seas, Baileath heaven's mighty dome, We'll steer towards Zealandia's isles, To rear a happy home. IV. For there from many a household hearth Shall joyful voices raise, The names of first our God, then Queen, In heartfelt prayer and praise. And so shall we when we have sailed Across the ocean foam, And underneath the sunny skies Have reared a happy home. Auckland. M.
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Akaroa Mail and Banks Peninsula Advertiser, Volume 4, Issue 352, 2 December 1879, Page 2
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193THE EMIGRANT'S SONG. Akaroa Mail and Banks Peninsula Advertiser, Volume 4, Issue 352, 2 December 1879, Page 2
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