On the same line of reasoning, if Australians were to be Australians, or rather if Australians were as separate from any — Henry Lawson
On the same line of reasoning, if Australians were to be Australians, or rather if Australians were as separate from any — Henry Lawson
On the same line of reasoning, if Australians were to be Australians, or rather if Australians were as separate from any — Henry Lawson
On the same line of reasoning, if Australians were to be Australians, or rather if Australians were as separate from any — Henry Lawson
On the same line of reasoning, if Australians were to be Australians, or rather if Australians were as separate from any — Henry Lawson
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On the same line of reasoning, if Australians were to be Australians, or rather if Australians were as separate from any other nation as Australia from any other land, there would be no jealousy between them on England's account.

— Henry Lawson
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