Prediction Poetry
Australasia
By William Charles Wentworth
1823
And, oh Britannia!
shouldst thou cease to ride,
Despotic Empress of old
Ocean’s tide:-
Should thy tam’d Lion –
spend his former might –
No longer roar the terror
of the fight;-
Should e’er arrive that
dark disastrous hour,
When bow’d by luxury,
thou yield’st to power;-
When thou, no longer
freest of the free
To some proud victor
bend’st the vanquish’d knee;-
May all thy glories in
another sphere
Relume, and shine more
brightly still than here;
May this, thy last-born
infant, - then arise,
And Australasia float,
with flag unfurl’d.
A new Britannia in
another world.
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