This Fair Land

What shall we do with this fair land which now

We occupy for a brief breathing space,

Ere to our children we its future leave?

Can we a richer heritage endow

Than what was left us by a former race,

And vanished glories carefully retrieve?

Or shall we to some grosser Moloch bow,

That promises rewards specious and base,

And which from us our birthright true will thieve

Whilst bending on us a fair-seeming brow?

Here is a trust for which we have no test ;

A trusteeship conferred unmerited.

‘Tis ours to see that what’s inherited

By our own children is by Heaven blessed !

 

Weekly Times     23.2.62