Poem

The Patriotic League

by Henry Lawson · 1891

Behold! the biased foes of RightAre conscious of their danger,They're startled by the dawning light,So very long a stranger.And fearing for their rotting laws,Whose reign is nearly ended,To study out the People's causeAt last they've condescended.
"And this they call the 'People's Cause',Why this is insurrection!They would revoke the very lawsWe made for our protection!An equal right with us they claim!They'll rob us by and by, sir!We'll form a league and steal a nameAnd tell another lie, sir."
They took to gloss a base intrigueA name that was demotic.They stole a name and formed a leagueAnd called it "Patriotic".They've resurrected ancient lies,The world had most forgotten,The liars think the world will riseTo back a Cause that's rotten.
I know their creed, and know it well,Too mean are its creatorsTo hope for heaven, or fear the hellThey'd make for agitators.Old as the hills, and quite as denseThough shaking like a jelly.Time honoured to magnificence,Religion of the Belly!
Sources, publication & text notesReference details
Canonical recordPOEM-000624
Copy-textProject Gutenberg Australia, Collected Poems of Henry Lawson (2022), anchor p251; selected digital copy-text retained exactly; wording and layout confirmed against Ironbark Resources under D-180
Source recordSRC-000066
Rights determinationRGT-000721
Text statusCANONICAL TEXT READY
TranscriptionDIPLOMATIC_D208_D180

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