Say not that they are dead who fell
By Anzac's storied Cove.
The better of them shall dwell
Within the land they love.
And though they fell by Lonesome Pine
'Neath Northern stars, apart,
Their home lies southward of the Line,
In Australasia's heart.
John Sandes
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