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From the old western world we have come to explore. The wilds of this Western Australian shores

In search of a country we ventured to roam.

And now that we've found it, let's make it our home.

And what though the Colony's new, Sirs,

And inhabitants yet may be few, Sirs,

They'll soon be increasing here too, Sirs,

So the Western Australia for me.

By care and attention I'm sure 'twill be found, Two crops in the year we may get off the ground;

Good wood and good water, good flesh and good fish,

Good soil and good clime, and what more could you wish.

Let every one earnestly strive, Sir,

Do his best, be alert and alive, Sir,

We'll soon see our Colony thrive, Sir,

So Western Australia for me.

No furious south-easters—no burning simoon—

Our harvests to blight, and our fruits to consume:

No terrible plague, nor no pestilent air

Our "livers" to waste, though our lives they may spar