OUR TOILERS.
Our toilers earth's proudikingdoms grace. They rear the glory of a land Where Labor's skill and might we trace, The wealthiest, proudest nobles stand. The subtle labors of the mind Give splendours to each nations name; That country blessed with art will find The brightest, broadest path to fame. Our toilers pile our golden stores, Are brawny giants of the State, » The sturdy bulwarks of our shores — Men who have made old England great, They bear their daily burdens well, And guard our throne with iron will, While other land their valor tell, Awed with the wonders of their skill. Our toilers are the men who build Old England's grandeur far and wide; * The mighty strokes of labor gild Her seas and shores, her wishes guide. Our toilerß strike each burning spark From Labor's heart to set like gold, And from earth's caverns cold and dark Our riches and our treasures mould. Stern Labor carves a nations power, With time it wrestles like a god, Surveys the skies or ploughs the sod. And every where its strength is seen, Aloud its great strong pukes beat; Plains change to glory where it's been, And ntions through its prowess meet. S. H. Bbadbitby.
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Southland Times, Issue 636, 25 February 1867, Page 3
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203OUR TOILERS. Southland Times, Issue 636, 25 February 1867, Page 3
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