“Shy gold begins to peep through the sombre green – the wattle’s wedding dress – and Spring is near. Then suddenly it seems, one golden morning, the Bush awakes, a living thing. Flowers bloom, birds sing, and all the world puts on its gayest dress to greet the laughing Spring.”

“Shy gold begins to peep through the sombre green – the wattle’s wedding dress – and Spring is near. Then suddenly it seems, one golden morning, the Bush awakes, a living thing. Flowers bloom, birds sing, and all the world puts on its gayest dress to greet the laughing Spring.”

— C. J. Dennis