Part III
Sydney Exhibition Cantata
Children
A gracious morning on the hills of wetAnd wind and mist her glittering feet has set;The life and heat of light have chased awayAustralia’s dark, mysterious yesterday.A great, glad glory now flows down and shinesOn gold-green lands where waved funereal pines.
Solo—Soprano
And hence a fair dream goes before our gaze,And lifts the skirts of the hereafter days,And sees afar, as dreams alone can see,The splendid marvel of the years to be.