The Oath Of Eureka - Poem by Bartlett Adamson
The workers of Kembla, those leaders of men,
Those leaders of deed as in thought.
They challenged the might of the pound and the yen,
And there at the 'Dalfram' they fought
The cause of the Chinese distraught.
And still marching onward,
With gaze lifted sunward,
The call of Eureka is caught.
Democracy thrills at that message of yore,
The vow of Eureka has echoed once more.
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