Classic Poem

Oh , braw, brave land!
Oh, braw, brave land betwixt the seas:—
Thy name is borne on every breeze
To every strand.
To none thy children bend their knees,
Oh, braw, brave land!
Thy storms are past—Oh brave, oh best!
Secure, upon thy mighty breast,
Thy happy sons and daughters rest,
Oh, braw, brave land!
Oh, broad, brave land!
Freed from the white lands of the snow,
Thy music-making rivers flow
To wash the sand,
At last, where ceaseless summers glow,
Oh, broad, brave land!
Thy mountains guard with shining shields,
The boundless beauty of thy fields;
Each vale its wonted harvest yields;
Oh, broad, brave land!
Oh, brave, broad land!
Wherever Danger makes her boast,
There, foremost in the foremost host,
Thy sons take stand,
Where men are daring, daring most,
Oh, brave, broad land!
Wherever all are fairest, there,
Thy daughters ever are most fair:
May God enfold thee with His care:—
Oh, brave, broad land.